Soon, footsteps approached. Barbara Sutton turned her gaze and saw Finn Morgan walking towards her with a document in hand. The man’s eyes were gentle, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It’s nothing." She smiled slightly, "I’ll take my leave then." She was about to turn and walk away.
"Finn, is that you back?" A muffled girl’s voice came from the bedroom, sounding very sleepy, soft and tender.
Barbara looked at Finn, only to see him glance at the bedroom and then calmly look at Barbara, whose expression was slightly unnatural, "You can go now, be safe on the road."
She snapped back to reality, "Okay."
Barbara left the apartment with the document, not touched by his words ’be safe on the road.’
In the elevator going downstairs, she couldn’t shake off the soft voice from earlier in her mind. Was that girl in his bed?
Inside the apartment.
Finn walked into the bedroom and saw the bed moving, "Are you a pig? Can you sleep all day?"
"I’m so thirsty... Is there any water to drink?" Her throat was terribly dry.
Finn stopped at the foot of the bed, his gaze indifferent, "Did you really sleep all day? Don’t you know if there’s any water? Not checking the tea room?"
"Uh~" She felt uncomfortable, groaned softly, and said no more.
Finn was lost for words. He patiently asked, "Didn’t eat breakfast?"
"Didn’t have lunch either? What about dinner?" He looked at the shoes by the bed, still in the same spot since he left in the morning.
"I want water, stop nagging... so thirsty."
Finn heard her weakness, and he focused, "What’s wrong with you? Not feeling well?"
"You’re really annoying!" She irritably threw off the blanket, "I’m so thirsty."
Finn quickly turned away because she was wearing his shirt, sleeping carelessly, with her thighs exposed.
"I’ll get you some water, cover yourself with the blanket." With that, he stepped out to the living room. Thɪs chapter is updated by NoveI(F)ire.net
Hailey Hale realized she might have exposed herself, and with all her strength, pulled the blanket back over her.
Before long, Finn brought a cup of water to the bed.
Hailey tried to sit up but failed twice.
Finn set down the cup and sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out to help her up, "Why is your body so hot?" He touched her forehead and realized she had a fever!
"Water..." She was almost delirious from the fever, unable to open her eyes, weakly leaning against him, still wrapped tightly in the blanket.
Finn carefully helped her drink over half a cup of water.
After setting the cup down, he settled her back down, "Wait a moment." Then he went to get the medical kit.
He had some fever reducers here, taken from Ian Shelby, which worked exceptionally well.
He inserted a straw into the small medicine bottle and came back to the bed to help her sit up again, "Here, take the medicine."
With eyes closed, she said, "I don’t want it, I want to sleep."
"You’re running a fever." Finn placed the straw at her dry lips, "This is fever medicine, come on, open up."
"I don’t take medicine." She stubbornly turned and buried herself in the blanket, "I never take medicine or get injections."
"Do you just tough it out when you’re sick?" Finn reached to pull her back, "Don’t be stubborn; when you’re here, you have to listen to me, or you can leave."
"Do you have any conscience?" Hailey furrowed her brows, painfully opening her eyes to look at him, "I’m already feverish, and you’re still telling me to leave?"
With that, she started crying, as if she had suffered a great grievance.
In truth, Finn’s words had triggered all her emotional points.