Chapter 150 Sickness

Sitting in the bathroom, she turned on the shower. Hester sat under the shower, weeping quietly. She had clearly said that she should be strong. However, she was able to easily break her disguise and could not fight back.

She put on her pajamas and stood in front of the mirror, looking at her red eyes and sighing slightly. She then lay down on the bed and put the wet towel on her eyes.

Since she had cried too many times and her eyes hurt, she followed the doctor's advice and kept putting ice on her face.

She was startled as she fell into a warm embrace. She waved her arms and struggled to get rid of him. His hand was so close to her chest that she could feel his hands burning.

The towel dropped from her eyes. Her eyes regained their light. Hester protested more intensely when she looked into Terence's deep eyes.

"Stop it!"

Holding her slender wrist, he was afraid of hurting her and stopped her with a frown. The cuffs slipped and her elbows were black and blue. It seemed to be caused by falling down, and she must have more on her body.

Hester struggled hard, so she did not hear him. His hand clamped tightly and she couldn't move. She laid stiffly on the bed with her back against his chest.

His eyes darkened and he felt a little annoyed. He forgot that she couldn't hear him. In a moment of desperation, he turned his back to her and spoke. He forced her to turn around and face him.

Seeing that Hester was frowning tightly, Terence felt a little helpless.

Lying on the bed, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Her appearance kept lingering in his mind. Recalling every detail, he burst into laughter.

He had been dying to hear her say that she had nothing to do with it before. When he calmed down, he finally found the implication of her words.

"Don't be mad and lose your temper. If I don't believe you, why I bother about it? The police would had already come."

Noticing her change of attitude, Terence held her in his arms. Smelling the scent from her body, he felt unprecedentedly calm.

She was still very skinny. Terence carefully wrapped his arms around her

on his forehead and wiping his body tirelessly. After that, he went to sleep slowly. Although his breath was hot, it was much better than before.

Hester was a little tired after working all morning. But she was still worried about him. So she lay on the bed, stared at him and slowly closed her eyes.

When he woke up again, he was much sober. He turned her eyes to look at Hester's sleeping face, smiling. There were a basin and alcohol on the cupboard, with a towel in her hand.

With a flicker of emotion in his eyes, his heart trembled slightly, and he behaved unusually gentle. He raised his hand and gently tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. He looked at her gently, smiling.

He thought it would take a long time for them to live in peace. It was expected that their relationship would be better after this treatment, wasn't it?

Hester stirring the rice porridge in the pot, her face turning red. How could she fall asleep on the bedside? 'I was taking care of a patient. Why did I fall asleep first?' she wondered?

The thought of looking at his eyes when waking up made her heart beat fast. 'Did he wake up a long time ago? Did he keep watching me sleep all the time? I didn't drool, did I?'

Melody walked in and looked at Hester, who was holding the white porridge. Her eyes flashed with disdain. The corners of her mouth lifted. She looked at her arrogantly.

"You will give Terence these?"