Sharon bit her lip, answering not.
"What do you wanna eat? I'll go get it for you," said Jameson in a stern voice.
"Whatever is fine."
"Wait here then.Don't move around.Just ring the call bell to get the nurse if you need anything."
"Aight," said Sharon as she looked at him, confused.
'Why is he not happy again!?' In an instant, Jameson left the ward.
Sharon took a deep breath and then started looking for her phone, which was nowhere to be found.She was too exhausted to get off the bed to look for it, so she sat there waiting for Jameson.
He was back very soon, bringing a big load of food.
"I can't eat that much!"
"Even though I'm a nobody to you, I still need to eat," said Jameson indifferently.
‘What is wrong with this person!? What did I do NOW?' Sharon was about to put away the quilt and get off, but Jameson ordered, "Stay there."
It was way too intimidating that she immediately lay back on the bed.
Jameson put a bowl of plain rice congee on the little overbed table along with a few bland side dishes and then returned to the tea-table.
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Sharon took a look at the food in front of Jameson and that in front of her, "This is it for me?"
Jameson kept a straight face, "You said whatever is fine, right?"
"I did.But I can eat other things as well, you know? Didn't you buy a lot of food?"
"These are mine,"
Jameson uttered these words deliberately.
Sharon took a deep breath.She decided to swallow the anger this time.
But the food got more and more bland and unappetizing as she was eating.But the dishes on the other side were all her favorite.
'He's doing it intentionally! He doesn't even like spicy food!"
Sharon began to plead, "Mr.Jameson, can I taste that....."
"Nope."
"Just one bite....."
"You won't get a half."
Sharon curled her lip up.
‘Fine! A**hole!' She moved aside the congee and small side dishes, lay down again, and covered her head with the quilt to block the tempting smell of the food.
The doctor and the nurse came after a while to examine her.They said that she had fainted only because of too much stress and anxiety.
A few days’ rest would be sufficient to bring her back to good health.
"So when can I get out of here?"
"Well..."
"Half a month," said Jameson.
Sharon was shocked, "I passed out, yes, but I didn't break my leg.Why do I need to rest for so long?"
The doctor coughed, "Well, your condition is not serious, but you really shouldn't work yourself too hard now.Anything or anybody could influence your mood and, therefore, your recovery.So it would be better if you could rest until you fully recover."
The doctor didn't even give Sharon a chance to object to it.
"So we'll be leaving now.If you need anything, just ring the bell."
Sharon didn't get a chance to talk to the doctor.
"Did you hear what he said? Sleep now" said Jameson."It was only advice, and I can choose not to take it!"
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