Flora's POV:
Warren was frightened by my sudden vomiting. Rubbing my back, he seemed to be in panic. "What's wrong? Did you eat something wrong today?"
I couldn't even speak a complete sentence. My stomach ached so much and I vomited so hard that I cried. "Tissue..."
Warren immediately handed me a handkerchief and I grabbed it to wipe my mouth.
After a while, I finally felt better. I let go of Warren's hand, but I still felt dazed.
"Are you okay?" Warren looked at me with concern.
I shook my head and waved my hand. "I'm fine. Maybe I was just pissed off by Geoffrey."
"You can throw up from anger? Seriously, Flora, are you still in good health or not? You haven't been eating properly the past days." Warren smoothed the wig on my head. "I'll find a doctor for you."
"No, thanks. Maybe it's the climate here that I'm not used to." I waved my hand and suddenly realized something. I raised my eyes. "How did you know that I haven't been eating properly?"
Warren looked a little flustered. He touched his nose and said vaguely, "I just noticed it..."
I squinted at him with mixed feelings.
All this time, I had been pretending to be indifferent to him. I thought he would shrink back from how difficult I was being, but now it seemed that he was getting more and more obsessed with me. Had he been secretly observing me the whole time?
He even stayed outsider my door earlier because we had just had a fight. If Prince Rufus hadn't suddenly appeared, I would have ignored him for a few more days.
"Maybe you should eat some simple food. Perhaps there is something wrong with your stomach from all the spicy food you've been eating since we got here." Warren sighed and continued to nag. "You should also put on more clothes. It might be hot at the border during the daytime, but it's cooler at night. Don't catch a cold."
While smoothing the fake bangs on my forehead, I became more and more confused.
I thought we were just pretending to be a couple before? Why was he pestering me now and acting like a real caring boyfriend? Had he fallen in love? But if he really loved me, why didn't he say anything when Alina drive me away from the hospital that day?
For a moment, I wanted to ask him about it. But I hesitated, afraid that he would think I was flattering myself.
Besides, Sylvia's condition was still uncertain, so I definitely was not in the mood to talk about other things.
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