Chapter 81 Apologize For The First Time

"You're awake." Mary exclaimed, "How are you feeling? Do you want something to eat?"

William frowned. "Don't make so much noise."

"I see," said Mary. She covered her mouth with her hand to lower her voice. "Go back to sleep. I'll tuck you in."

"Okay," he whispered.

Mary carefully covered William under the quilt, and quietly watched him by the bedside.

Without Mary's flirtatious wiping, he calmed down. Soon, William fell asleep.

William had no idea how long it had been since he fell asleep. His throat had gotten dry, and his whole body was sweating. He felt very uncomfortable.

"Water..." William said in a hoarse voice.

Fortunately, someone beside him heard his cry for help, and full glass of water was quickly handed to him.

William gulped the water down, as if he had been endlessly walking through a desert and finally found an oasis.

"Slow down, slow down, no one's going to take away the water from you!"

It was Mary's voice.

William opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him. It was none other than Mary. She was looking at him with worry and relief.

"Ahem..." William finished drinking the water and waved his hand.

"Are you done?" Mary took the glass from his lips and asked, "Don't you want to drink more?"

"No." William pursed his lips. "What time is it?"

"Well... It's ten o'clock." Mary smiled. "By the way, how do you feel? Are you still burning up?"

"I think I've recovered. I'm going to take a shower," said William.

"No, no, no, no!" Mary prevented him from getting out of bed at once. "What if you catch a cold again? Just bear with it for no

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William frowned. "What if my fever comes back? How can you be so irresponsible?"

Mary was puzzled. "Why am I irresponsible? Didn't you just say that I was noisy?"

William turned his face away and said nothing. After staring at him for a while, Mary sighed and sat on the edge of the bed. Mary didn't notice that a faint smile appeared on the corners of William's mouth.

When William's breath gradually stabilized, Mary turned off the light for him, and quietly closed the door behind her.

"Madam, why are you downstairs?" Webb was still busy in the living room.

"Oh," said Mary as she kept walking down the stairs. "William is already asleep. I just came down to take a look."

"It's already eleven o'clock. Madam, just go to bed now." Webb looked concerned. "How about I ask them to prepare one of the guest rooms? Young master is sick. It's better if you sleep separately, isn't it?"

"Oh, no thanks, Uncle Webb." Mary waved her hand. "I need to watch over William later. He hasn't completely recovered. I'm still worried about him."

"Well, thank you for your hard work, madam."

"You're welcome, Uncle Webb, good night." Mary bade him farewell.

"Good bye, madam." The group of servants waved Mary goodbye.

"Goodnight everyone!" Mary was so astounded by the scene that she almost fell down the stairs.

When she went back to the room upstairs, she saw that William was sleeping peacefully. Then, Mary sat beside him and touched his head from time to time.

"Maybe I owed you quite a debt in my previous life," muttered Mary. Then she lay on the edge of the bed and fell asleep.