Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 86

Chapter 86:

She arrived home late that night, and as she entered her room, she noticed a soft light glowing within. Under the lamp sat Henrik. Had he been waiting for her?

Henrik was dressed in a loose white shirt with the collar open, his collarbone peeking through. His slightly messy hair gave him an effortlessly charming appearance. The soft lighting bathed his face, blurring the sharp angles and lending him a gentle, almost tender expression. A subtle sandalwood aroma drifted through the room, enveloping it in a warm, tranquil ambiance. He sat still, like a peaceful painting, offering a quiet moment to reflect.

At the sound of her voice, Henrik lifted his gaze. “You’re back! I made some soup for you.”

Khloe was caught off guard. It had been ages since anyone showed her such care, and now here was someone waiting for her, with soup no less. She stepped closer and wrapped her hands around the bowl. The warmth soaked into her fingers, stirring emotions within her like gentle waves.

She gave it a sniff before pausing. “Herbal soup? And you added bitter herbs?”

light. “Your health report came back today. You’re quite frail, so I had this herbal soup

brows drew together in a frown. As a medical student, her sharp instincts told her the formula was perfect for her, meant to boost her energy and blood circulation. But she couldn’t stand anything bitter. The mere thought of that bitterness coating her tongue made

of complaint and vulnerability, enough to melt even the hardest of hearts. Yet Henrik didn’t budge. He arched a brow and gave her a faint smirk. “Is a little

her eyes flickering between the bowl and Henrik, debating whether to admit the truth. “Yes,

bowl down, Khloe instinctively backed

waist, drawing her firmly into his embrace. His grip was both firm and gentle, effortlessly placing her on his lap and keeping her

pains, right? And you still refuse to take your medicine? How about this—drink the soup,

grew wide, like a startled cat. “But it’s still going to taste bitter. I’m not drinking

in, his hand tilting her chin upward, his voice taking on a husky edge. “Looks like I’ll have to feed it

Even with his neutral expression, his striking features radiated an unmistakable authority. Under his steady stare, Khloe grew more anxious, her fingers tightening around the hem of her shirt

hand. “I guess bitterness

Henrik watched as Khloe grimaced with