Mr. Right, Spoil Me novel Chapter 55

When Sarah opened her eyes again, she found that she was already at home.

She finally heaved a sigh of relief. Her whole body was a little sore and weak, and she seemed to lost her strength. It was so dark, so she tried to turn on the lamp on the table. However, when the room was lit, she was frightened and shouted.

First, she discovered that there was a man next to her on the bed. Second, she didn't wear any clothes at the moment.

"An... Andrew, why are you here?"

She pulled almost all the quilts on her, and her white arms grabbed the quilt tightly. She then looked at him alertly with her big eyes.

It was in the middle of the night. Andrew was awakened and soon opened his eyes to see Sarah was quite energetic. She was talking fluently, so he assumed that she might have reduced the fever,

When they returned home, Sarah had a fever because she didn't wear shoes and was blown by the cold wind for a long time. When they came back, she was crying and murmuring something that he couldn't understand. And she wouldn't cooperate with the doctor to treat her.

She finally calmed down after he used a fierce method.

Lying sideways with one arm on his pillow, Andrew asked her, "Do you feel better?"

Sarah was covered with the quilts and avoided making eye contact with him because she found that he didn't seem to be wearing clothes either.

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"Yes, it's okay, I feel better."

She tried not to look at him, but she couldn't help but look at his body.

Andrew had seen her awkward gaze for a long time, so he reached out and held her face directly. "Why are you so shy? You have seen it before, right? I also helped you take off your clothes and applied the antipyretics on you."

Sarah didn't speak.

She was embarrassed.

She had no idea what happened last night. Why did she lose her consciousness?

Andrew said again, "Grandpa sent a few helpers here. You held me so tightly last night and wouldn't stop crying. The old man worried about you so much that he was afraid other people might hurt you, so I came to help.

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Sarah's face was now the same as a boiled shrimp. She was blushing.

"So, did you help me, take a shower, change clothes or something?"

She asked cautiously.

"Yes."

Andrew pulled back some quilts, pulled her over when she didn't pay attention, and immediately turned over. His arms were on both sides of her body. He propped himself up. Under the moonlight, the two with beautiful eyes gazed at each other.

Sarah's eyes blinked. She was pressed by him. After the fever, she was a little dizzy.

"Why did you cry so hard last night?"

Her cry was filled with sorrow and despair as if she were in so much pain and didn't want to live anymore.

He kept asking her patiently last night, only to find that the woman was so tough. She wouldn't tell him anything except crying.

"Did I cry? I can't remember."

"What?" Andrew raised his eyebrows as he heard that. "Not only that, but you have also called your father. You said you missed him so much. Don't you remember?"

Sarah raised her head and looked at him seriously. His nose was so prominent.

His facial features made him extraordinary and handsome.

This was the first time she had watched him so close. She gazed at his brows and thin lips.

"I don't remember, I don't remember I cried. How can I remember I said I missed my father?"