Chapter 1 The Inevitable

Fatty didn't stay at Zoey's house. After that hotpot meal, he went with Jennifer to her place.

There were two reasons for this. First, Fatty felt awkward being alone with Zoey under one roof. He was more comfortable with Jennifer, as they had known each other longer. Second, Fatty liked Jennifer's house better, especially the exercise equipment, which would help him regain his strength.

When Fatty was discharged from the hospital, he had lost over thirty pounds compared to when he entered the rainforest. His muscles were gone. Now, he desperately needed to resume training, and he needed someone to assist and guide him. Jennifer, with her athletic background, was the perfect helper.

During his recovery training, Fatty confirmed that the power granted by the elixir had completely disappeared. He was now just an ordinary person recovering from an injury.

Another thing happened during this time. Because Fatty had been missing for two years, he was officially declared dead. His household registration and ID card had been canceled, preventing him from returning to China.

Fatty would have to apply to the relevant authorities, prove that he was still alive, and pass an official review to regain his legal citizenship, a process that would take a long time.

So, Fatty simply stayed at Jennifer's house.

Jennifer prepared fresh, high-quality steaks every day, and Fatty happily cooked them. They established a long-term diet plan. Jennifer bought the ingredients according to the menu, and Fatty cooked. Before long, through relentless training and a balanced diet, Fatty quickly regained his muscles. Jennifer, following Fatty's training, also greatly improved her physical fitness.

Jennifer later became Fatty's sparring partner for boxing, and their coordination became increasingly seamless.

Han Yu's departure gave Jennifer an excellent opportunity to be with Fatty. Even the hardest stone will eventually be worn through by the persistent flow of water.

Even the most steadfast man cannot resist living with a beautiful woman day and night and the unintentional physical contact during sparring.

Moreover, Jennifer had always liked Fatty. While he was unconscious in the hospital, she took care of him in every possible way. Fatty's heart wasn't made of stone, and over time, his feelings for Jennifer subtly changed.

About two weeks into their cohabitation, Jennifer twisted her ankle during a training session and fell to the ground.

Fatty, experienced in first aid, immediately determined the location of Jennifer's injury. He quickly helped her to the sofa, elevated her injured foot, and carefully removed her shoe and sock.

A woman's foot is a very sensitive area. When Fatty went to take off Jennifer's shoe and sock, Jennifer's face flushed red.

Jennifer hesitated, both enjoying Fatty's concern and feeling apprehensive. She worried that the smell of sweat from her feet would disgust him.

However, Fatty didn't think much about it. His actions were simply an instinctive response to an ankle injury.

Jennifer's ankle soon swelled up. After examining it, Fatty determined that no bones were broken, but there were some ankle joint dislocations and damage to the nearby ligaments and soft tissues.

Fatty was skilled at handling these minor injuries. He applied anti-inflammatory medicine to Jennifer's ankle, then found ice and a towel to apply a cold compress.

Fatty's entire process for treating sprains was quick and effective, and Jennifer's pain soon subsided.

Fatty looked at Jennifer with concern, asking if she felt any better.

As a result, Jennifer's face turned even redder when their eyes met.

Fatty immediately understood Jennifer's reaction. He was still holding Jennifer's foot in his hands, and his face flushed red as well. For a moment, he was at a loss.

The awkward and ambiguous atmosphere didn't last long. Fatty found a cushion, placed Jennifer's foot on it, and then smiled shyly, saying to Jennifer, "What would you like to eat, sis? I'll make you a sick person's meal."

Jennifer giggled, the shyness on her face disappearing: "I want... wine. You can decide on the other dishes, Fatty."

When Fatty heard that Jennifer wanted to drink wine, he thought, 'You just got injured and you want to drink? You must not be feeling well.' He wanted to stop her, but when he looked up and met Jennifer's alluring eyes, he felt flustered and didn't say anything.

During Jennifer's illness, Fatty didn't train. Instead, he busied himself preparing ingredients and cooking according to Jennifer's wishes.

Jennifer wasn't idle either. She wouldn't lie down and rest. Instead, she followed Fatty around, limping, just standing next to him, watching, not knowing if she was watching him cook or watching him.

Fatty didn't dare to look at Jennifer.

While he was cooking, Jennifer gently hugged Fatty from behind, her chest pressed tightly against his back. Fatty didn't resist. He was silent, but his face was burning with shame. His body became very stiff, and he felt extremely nervous.

This was the first time Fatty had been so close to another woman. Faced with such a proactive girl, Fatty lost his composure for a moment, and his mind was no longer on the food he was cooking. The quality of the finished dishes was not up to Fatty's usual standards, but no one cared.