Crises in Love novel Chapter 316

The next day.

Because I had stayed up late the night before, I woke up particularly late that morning. By the time I opened my eyes, it was already nine o'clock.

After stretching out a yawn, I found that Jaylan was still asleep, showing no signs of waking up.

I reached out and gave his face a light tap, and he just moved his arm slightly.

It made me think of how I felt when I was in a deep sleep, and now he was experiencing the same thing.

"Wake up, why are you still in bed? Are you feeling unwell?" I asked, pretending to be concerned, and pushed him slightly. He reluctantly opened his eyes, looking dazed and unfocused.

It suddenly reminded me of how Milo looked when he accidentally ate my medicine. When he was trying to wake up, only his limbs could move at first, and then he gradually became conscious.

"Are you feeling unwell?" I asked again.

He grunted twice, trying hard to focus his eyes on me, his words slurred, "Hmm... I'm really tired. I think I've been too busy these past few days..."

He turned over, looking completely drained, and let out a long sigh.

Seeing his state, I snorted coldly, thinking, 'I have to make you taste this feeling, to experience the helplessness of not being able to wake up.'

Wasn't I just getting a taste of his own medicine, feeling exactly what he must have felt? Looking coldly at him struggling between sleep and wakefulness, wasn't this the exact scene when he was standing by my bed?

He probably never thought that he would have this day, to experience such a 'refreshing' feeling.

I ignored him and quickly got out of bed. I had a lot to do today and didn't have time to watch his melancholy. Not treating him to this every day was already a mercy on my part.

After freshening up and leaving the bathroom, I glanced at the loser on the bed, who was still struggling in a half-asleep, half-awake state.

I went downstairs, and Hannah had already prepared breakfast.

Seeing me come down, she glanced upstairs and raised an eyebrow.

I understood what she meant and said indifferently, "He's still asleep. Let's eat first!"

Hannah seemed a bit skeptical, "Isn't he a bit too much? It's already this late and he's still sleeping?"

I raised my eyebrows, saying, "I suffered a lot from that thing, and I wanna make him experience the same torment. I want him to feel it!"

Hannah's expression immediately brightened, "So you're saying..."