Love My Friends with Benefits novel Chapter 53

"What, do you want to see what your vomit looks like?"

Leonard's mocking voice rang in my ears.

He'd caught me. I averted my gaze awkwardly. "No, your cuff links just looked familiar."

Leonard's cuff links were as stuffy as he was. They were made of mother-of-pearl and had some insignia carved on them. I was no expert when it came to accessories like this, but I could tell that they were expensive.

Leonard let out a snort, then poured me a glass of water. "Rinse your mouth."

There was an indescribable odour in my mouth, so I took the water from him.

Who would've known that I'd vomit again the moment the water hit my mouth.

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Leonard happened to be standing right by my bed. This time, I vomited all over his trousers.

"Queena Jones!"

He growled my name through gritted teeth.

I didn't have the time to fuss over him. My stomach only stopped roiling after I'd emptied its contents, and I panted heavily while leaning against the bed.

Leonard got up and went to the bathroom. The sound of running water made me feel nauseous again.

After a while, he came out, his trousers dripping. He helped me up.

Oh, so he'd gone to wash his trousers.

I asked dazedly, "What are you doing?"

"Taking you to the hospital!" he replied coldly before picking me up.

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I could still vaguely smell my vomit on him.

Oh God, it was disgusting.

The only thing I could do was put on a mask.

I wanted to tell him to put me down so that I could walk on my own, but I felt absolutely terrible. I could barely even bring myself to speak with that horrible odour wafting towards me.

It wasn't wise for me to offend Leonard at this juncture. I was better off letting him have his way.

I consoled myself and remained silent.

Leonard drove me to the hospital that Grandma was staying at.

It was already the night shift at the emergency room. Leonard registered me and carried me there.

I could clearly see the nurse at the emergency room's reception let out a soft exclamation.

Needless to say, I knew that she was awed by our ambiguous pose.

I couldn't help thinking maliciously whether she'd still react this way if she were to find out just how bad-tempered Leonard was.

The hospital was filled with the smell of disinfectant. It covered the horrible smell coming from Leonard's clothes.

It made me feel much better.

Leonard carried me into the clinic and put me down on the chair in front of the doctor.

I didn't manage to balance myself and almost fell off the chair. Leonard caught me and made sure I could sit up straight.

This was all his fault. If he hadn't allowed Phoebe to beat me up like this, we wouldn't be in this mess.

The doctor on shift was a woman in her fifties. She had a round face and looked kind.

She pushed her glasses and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"I... "

I only managed to get one word out when Leonard cut me off. "She has a high fever and she's been vomiting like crazy."

"I see."

The doctor wrote a few lines on the medical chit, then continued, "When did your fever start?"

"The..."

"The morning before yesterday." Leonard beat me to it again.

...

She laughed and asked kindly, "Are you a couple? You get along really well."

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