Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 70

Apart from the antipyretic, the doctor also gave her some medication. There was no need for hospitalization, so she could go home right away.

As such, John took her back to the hotel while Zack brought over some fresh linens and laid them on the bed before John lay her on the bed.

Naturally, Sophia curled up again.

After tucking her into bed, John stood next to her and watched her.

There was a pill on top of the bedside table, and even though John did not recognize what it was, he recognized the medication box next to it.

He then stared at that pill for a long time.

In the meantime, Zack was boiling some water before bringing over the antipyretic. "Let her have some of this and some good night’s rest. She'll be fine tomorrow."

John grunted and took the medication and water from him.

As the water was still slightly hot, he left it on the bedside table. "Let's wait for it to cool off. Anyway, it's getting late. You better get some rest. I'll take over from here."

Zack nodded and left the room.

After that, John pulled out a chair and sat down next to Sophia.

This was something he had never done before, so it felt oddly refreshing.

At this juncture, his phone vibrated.

He took it out and saw that it was a message from Mrs. Constance, even though it was really late now.

It was a message on WhatsApp, and he found a picture after opening the message.

Mrs. Constance rarely took pictures, probably because of her age, as she felt unnatural when posing for pictures.

John took a look at the picture and saw two people in it—Mrs. Constance and Isabelle.

It seemed like the two were still out and about at this hour, and it looked like they were having a meal.

It was also a rare occasion to see Mrs. Constance flashing the peace sign.

John reckoned that she must really like Isabelle.

Then, he turned to Isabelle in the picture and thought to himself that because of the background of the Bailey Family, he had felt in the past that he and Isabelle would be a better match.

Even though he did not know her well, he could tell that she was a cultured and well-educated lady.

It would have been good to marry someone like this as she would be capable of taking care of everything in the house without involving him.

However, Sophia came out of nowhere later on.

At this point, John turned over and looked at Sophia, who was still all curled up and sleeping.

He put on his thinking face and reached for the glass, realizing that it was now the right temperature.

He then took the antipyretic and sat on the edge of the bed. "Sophia, it's time to take some medication."

Seeing that she was unresponsive, he helped her to sit up.

At this moment, Sophia was almost passing out and her nose was somewhat congested.

The sight of this calmed him down. He then commented gently, "Take some medication before you get some more sleep."

Pursing her lips, Sophia took the medication despite how reluctant she felt.

After that, she lay down in bed again.

John exhaled as he had never taken such good care of anyone in his life before.

All of a sudden, he did not quite know what to do.

After skipping dinner, her gastric problems were causing her pain again.

Right now, her hands were around her stomach and she was tossing about in bed.

Hearing the noise, John quickly came in and went up to her. "Sophia, are you okay?"

Sophia's eyes were still closed. "Gastric pain."

This reminded John that Sophia had skipped dinner.

As such, he quickly called room service but it was to no avail as nothing was available at this hour.

Slightly nervous, John went on to inquire if there was anything they could do.

After giving it some thought, the hotel staff responded that they could make some porridge as the quickest and most convenient alternative, which might seem like a good option as Sophia would probably not be able to eat anything that had a stronger taste.

They added that they would prepare it right away and asked John to give them some time.

After that, as John went to boil some water, he smiled mockingly while standing next to the kettle.

There was really a price to pay when asking for favors.

If he did not need Sophia's help, there would be no need for him to be here serving her.

On the flip side, he realized that if they were not with her at this point, no one would take care of her even if she was sick or injured.

John then poured some water into a glass. When he brought it to her, her arms were still wrapped around her stomach and her forehead was covered in sweat.

This was a rare side of Sophia for John—she was frail and helpless. Even after an intense love-making session, he had never seen her like this.