She’s Married, Sir (Scarlett and Sebastian) novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128 

“Mr., Mr. Jackman, you…” 

She wanted to inquire of him why he had abruptly brought her home. 

She was at a loss for words when it came to asking. 

Avoiding his gaze, she bowed her head and remained silent. 

The man, however, seemed to have seen through her thoughts, glancing at her indifferently. 

Tll return to you after taking a few days to rest.” 

He gave no explanation as to why, simply saying this. 

When Scarlett heard that he was going to send her back, she wasn’t as nervous as she might have been. The reason for this 

was… 

He had almost caused her death by pinching her, so he felt remorseful and brought her home to care for her. 

Although this reason seemed implausible, she did not dare to delve deeper. 

After helping her lie down on the bed, Sebastian summoned the housekeeper. 

“Richard. go and prepare some light food.” 

“Yes.” 

Richard responded respectfully and left. 

As soon as Richard departed, Sebastian summoned two female servants to gather the necessary supplies for a woman and assist her in washing up. 

Scarlett’s back injury and heart failure symptoms made it painful for her to move, so she had to rely on others to even be able to wash up. 

She was still pondering how to request his assistance, yet she was taken aback when he had already intuited her intentions and even gone so far as to meticulously organize everything for her. 

Scarlett was a bit moved and couldn’t help but murmur, “Thank you…” 

Sebastian gave her a glance, then without replying, he turned to leave the room. 

He sat down on the sofa on the second floor, took out his notebook, and began working- 

It was not until the butler, Richard, carried the cooked porridge upstairs that he stopped what he was doing and looked up at Richard, saying, “Hand it over.” 

Richard was momentarily stunned, then quickly realizing his second young master was about to personally bring porridge to the young lady in the room. 

He was sitting on the sofa outside, working, no doubt because he was waiting for his porridge. 

After realizing this, Richard quickly handed the tray in his hand to him, saying, “Second Young Master, watch out for the 

heat!” 

Sebastian nodded slightly, then rose and took the porridge to the second bedroom. 

When Scarlett’s hair had been blown, the female servant inside saw Sebastian come in and, lowering her head, quickly retreated. 

She had washed herself thoroughly, and the makeup on her face had disappeared, leaving her face looking pale and colorless. 

Had it not been for her beautiful and elegant facial features that masked a hint of her illness, Sebastian would have believed she had an incurable disease. 

Fortunately, he had seen her examination report, which revealed no other problems besides congenital heart disease, so he did not give it much thought. 

He placed the tray on the head of the bed, took out a small bowl of porridge, picked up the spoon, stirred it, and then offered it to Scarlett’s mouth. 

“Open your mouth.” 

Scarlett stared at him, dumbfounded. For a moment, he didn’t respond. It was Sebastian who had stirred the cold porridge for her and was now feeding her the same. 

“You don’t like it?” 

He placed the porridge in his hand down, picked up another helping of lily porridge from the tray, and brought it to her 

Chapter 128 

lips, his eyes signaling for her to open her mouth. 

Scarlett’s disbelief melted away as the warm porridge touched her red lips. 

She was a little stiff, but she opened her small cherry mouth and sipped the porridge slowly. 

“Do you want more?” 

Having fed her a spoonful, he then picked up the porridge bowl next to him, intent on continuing to feed her. 

Scarlett hurriedly shook her head. “No need.” 

Sebastian only then put down the bowl, picking up a tissue to wipe the corner of her mouth. 

After following him for five years, Scarlett was shocked to find that he had never taken care of her like this. Staring blankly at the man before her with clear, unclouded eyes, she felt a surreal sense of unreality. 

He felt nothing was amiss and, taking a tissue, gently wiped the corners of her mouth. 

He wiped it clean, then took out his phone and called Lanny, requesting her to bring medical equipment to the villa. Upon hearing this, Scarlett quickly regained her composure. “I’ll be alright after some rest. It’s fine, Lanny.” Sebastian shot her a cold look, his voice domineering, “It doesn’t matter if it’s troublesome or not, I have the last word.” Scarlett had no alternative but to keep silent obediently, permitting him to control her.