Chloe slowly sat up in bed.
She took a deep breath, feeling that t
his illness didn't seem to be going away anytime soon.
"Sorry for hogging your bed."
"No worries, it's gonna be yours sooner or later."
"..."
Damon stood up from the sofa, frowning a bit from a headache.
He smiled silently.
This illness, it's like he was asking for it.
"Get up, let's go downstairs for lunch."
"Alright."
At lunch, both of them had small appetites.
Marina looked at them, feeling really down.
"How come you both got sick one after the other?"
"They were never big eaters anyway. Watching them eat now, I can't help but get anxious."
Marina's words made Chloe feel super awkward.
Damon's eyes were full of amusement, thoroughly enjoying Chloe's reaction.
Chloe noticed Damon's gaze and looked up at him.
"Cough..."
Damon suddenly coughed at that moment, covering his lips lightly with his hand and furrowing his brows.
"Sir, are you alright?"
Marina hurriedly brought a glass of water to Damon.
Damon raised his hand to stop her.
"You didn't cough this morning."
Chloe frowned, asking why his illness seemed to be getting worse.
Just as she finished speaking, Chloe also felt her throat itch.
"Cough..."
Marina, who was next to them, looked up and her eyes were filled with worry.
"Ms. Summers, are you okay?"
Marina poured a glass of water for Chloe just like she did for Damon, looking at her with concern.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride