When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel (Ashton and Scarlett ) novel Chapter 439

Having met again after several years, he did not overwhelm me with his eagerness to reconcile, but carefully invading into my space and slowly entangled his life with mine.

Although he was not aggressive, it was hard to reject or refuse him.

I made some soup for him. When I arrived at the hotel, he was resting on the bed with one hand placed on his forehead.

I got quite emotional when I saw his pale face. I put the soup aside and sat next to him.

If we’ve made the right decision from the beginning, perhaps we wouldn’t have landed ourselves in this situation. We’re looking forward to the future, yet we act with caution when around each other.

I held his hand gently in order not to wake him up.

My effort was in vain. The light sleeper was alerted a few seconds later. When he opened his eyes and saw that it was me, a smile appeared on his face.

“Isn’t it the weekend? Why did you come over on your off day?” He sounded hoarse and tired.

“You’re sick, that’s why I came.” I withdrew my hand and wanted to reach for the bowl of soup, but he got hold of me.

“Joseph told you?”

I nodded. He propped himself up and frowned. He seemed to be in pain.

“Have you had your medication?” I scanned the room but did not find any medicines.

He smiled. “It’s just a small matter. I’ll be okay once I’m rested.”

I was slightly upset by what he said. “If it can be cured without taking any medicine, you should have fully recovered a long time ago.”

I pulled my hand away from his, but lost my balance and fell into his embrace.

His body was so warm, exuding a strong masculine scent.

“I’ll drink the soup later. Lie down with me,” he whispered.

No, I shouldn’t let him be. He’s sick, and he needs to get well.

Knitting my brows, I cast him a look. “Drink the soup and take your medication before you continue sleeping, okay?”

He burst out laughing and then stoked the tip of my nose affectionately. “Since when did you become so domineering?”

“Health comes first.” He probably won’t want to take any injection. We shall see how things go after taking some meds. I got up and called Joseph to send the medication over.

After hanging up, I scooped a bowl of soup for him. “Drink it while it’s hot.”

“Would you get mad at me if I want you to feed me?” He tested the waters.

I was briefly surprised at his request, but did it anyway.