My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 47

Karen came to her senses and hurried to follow them, but was stopped by Amelia. "Karen, Director Kevin has us to take care of him, you won't need to bother. You should go to work."

Amelia's words made Karen feel very uncomfortable. It was obvious that she regarded Karen as an outsider.

Her husband was sick, and she couldn't be at his side. Karen felt distressed as if someone had slapped her in the face.

Only then did she realize that she had never really walked into Kevin's life. Kevin's family background, his work, and everything about him seemed to be untouchable to her.

Now that even when Kevin was sick, she couldn't take care of him as a wife.

She questioned if Kevin was really her husband.

Karen bit her lip. The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. On one hand, she was worried about Kevin. On the other hand, she was flustered.

"Woof..." The sensible Momo felt Karen was in a bad mood, rubbed her feet, and comforted her with a few more sounds.

Karen bent down and stroked her head. "Momo, Uncle Kevin is sick, but Mommy couldn't take care of him. Do you think Mommy is useless?"

"Woof, woof..." Momo called out a few times, licked Karen's hand, and comforted her this way.

"Thank you Momo." Karen patted her head. "Momo, go and play. I'm ready to go to work."

Innovative Tech was now in trouble. The issues between the Gook family and Star Glow had not yet subsided, and Kevin was ill and away.

It was not Karen's place to deal with such important matters and decision-making, but if she could do her job well, it would mean that she could share some of Kevin's burdens.

Recently, because Innovative Tech's sales were at a new low, the employees were all affected. Their morale at work was not very high.

Karen did not know if Kevin was incapable of fighting against the Gook family or perhaps he was still waiting for the right moment to launch his counterattack.

Some of the colleagues in the office were chatting while others were browsing on social media. None of them were working. The situation was very worrying.

She sighed quietly and then packed up her emotions. She turned on her computer and was ready to start another day's work.

She first checked some customers' information, and then she called them one by one to see if she could seize the opportunity to meet them and discuss new projects.

Several calls were made, but most of them hung up quickly, citing that they were busy as an excuse, which made Karen feel very humiliated.

For most of the morning, Karen had spent her time rubbing her nose and worrying about Kevin's condition. At ten o'clock in the morning, Kevin finally called her on the phone.

Looking at the familiar number on the screen, Karen's hand trembled slightly. She slid her fingers across the screen several times because she was too anxious.

When she finally picked up, she heard Kevin's low and hoarse voice on the phone. "Karen, where are you?"

"I'm working at the office." Hearing Kevin's voice, Karen's nerves, which had been tense up for the whole morning, finally relaxed.

As soon as Karen spoke, there was a long silence on the other side of the phone. It seemed that Kevin did not intend to say the next sentence.

Karen waited and was about to speak when she heard Kevin say, "Then you should go back to work."

"Kevin..." Karen stopped him and pursed her lips. "Do you feel better?"

"I'm not dead yet."