At such proximity, Lilah could see Gerard's thick, expressive brows and the vibrant sharpness within his gaze.

Lilah nodded faintly, her reply a soft affirmation, "Okay."

Gerard gracefully closed the car door and smoothly navigated away from the hotel.

On the way, he deliberated momentarily before dialing Walter's number.

“Head to the eastern district and fetch Bexley. I'll forward you her contact."

“Fetch her? Are you not already there? Just bring her back."

Focusing ahead, Gerard explained, "I have other matters to attend to. Please, just come."

"Understood, I'll be on my way," Walter replied quickly.

Ending the call, Gerard quickly messaged Bexley, elucidating the situation.

Subsequently, he drove Lilah back home.

"Lilah, lie down and wait for me. Is there brown sugar in the kitchen?" Gerard gently settled her onto the bed, his concern evident.

“Yes, it's in the bottom cupboard," Lilah responded softly.

“Alright, I'll whip up some sweet soup for you." Shedding his suit jacket, Gerard rolled up his sleeves and headed toward the kitchen.

Lilah gazed up at the ceiling, a soft smile gracing her lips.

After a while, Gerard emerged with a steaming bowl of sweet soup, offering it to her cautiously. "Be careful, it's still hot."

"Okay," Lilah said, her voice a melodic murmur.

Considering the workload awaiting him at the office, she suggested, “I can manage on my own. You should return to work. I'll be fine after some rest."

"I can't shake off my worry when you're here alone," Gerard confessed softly.

"It's alright! I'm just dealing with a stomach ache. You go ahead. I'll be waiting for you at home," Lilah reassured him, her voice steady and calm.

“I'll return at noon to keep you company. Just let me know what your heart desires for lunch," Gerard whispered, gently clasping Lilah's cold hand in his.

"Ah, I'll decide later," Lilah replied, her smile warm despite her discomfort.

"Promise me you'll finish the soup," Gerard urged, his concern evident in his voice.

With a nod and a playful push, Lilah teased, "Don't worry, I'll manage just fine."

Leaning down, Gerard placed a tender kiss on her forehead. “I'll be back soon," he murmured.