The house was moderately soundproof. After a while, she heard a tinkle in the living room. Suddenly, she remembered the mess she saw that morning. She instantly had a bad presentiment. She propped herself up, her feet still weak. Supported by the wall, she walked slowly toward the living room.Standing at the corner of the living room, she was prepared for the worst—a visit to the supermarket again would be needed, perhaps.Instead of the ghastly images that flashed through her mind, the man w
Jane watched him finish the bowl of noodles with a bitter look on his face. He even finished the soup and stole a wary glance at her. He thought she could not guess at the slightest idea.Standing up slowly, Jane picked up the dishes on the table."Don't move, Janey.""I'll do the dishes.""Not Janey, Sean will do it," he said as he rushed to wash the dishes.Jane looked on in horror. It was really not a good idea to let Sean do the dishes. However, fortunately, this time they did not turn
This had happened before. She remembered that this man had done the same for her, and she instinctively avoided it. "I don't need it," Jane said coldly.The next moment, she could not move. The man sat behind her, his hands and feet around her. "Janey, don't move. You're not a good girl if you sleep without blowing your hair dry first. Dos said we must blow our hair dry before we sleep and be good."Janey, why are you moving again?"Jeez, Janey, we're almost ready."Janey's the best."It to
"What... are you doing?" she asked, looking more puzzled.In the bedroom, with a loud "hmm", the man lifted the blanket on the floor. He got in and lied down, deliberately turning his back to her."Who told you to sleep here?" she asked coldly, annoyed.The man was silent at first. She got so mad that she was breathless and said in a stern voice, "Sleep outside, Sean Stewart."The man, still silent with his back against her, lied on the ground before her bed. His back was as firm as a rock,
This time, Jane did not argue with him.Her feet warmed up in those big hands.Before she could say anything, the man giggled and let go of her feet. "They're warm now." He innocently said, "Go to sleep, Janey. Doctor Grandpa is coming tomorrow to put Janey on an intravenous drip."With a sudden lift at the end of her bed, the man rolled out of bed. He lifted the blanket on the floor and lied down in it.Jane slept very well that night. It used to be difficult to sleep because her feet were
Jane had been on an IV drip for three consecutive days and her condition seemed to have gotten better. Gradually, her body temperature had started to drop to normal body temperature.That night, she looked at the mattress below her bed and her head throbbed painfully in waves. That person would not be leaving anytime soon. She wondered if it was because he got thick-skinned after his amnesia, or was it because he knew that she would not drive him out. The person had been testing her limits,
She went to the bathroom to wash up.After she was done washing up and returned to the bedroom, the person was still asleep, lying on the ground.The fragrance from the kitchen gradually floated in, with a pot of congee on the table.She thought to herself, ‘The raw rice had already boiled into congee. I’ve already finished cooking and this person ought to wake up by now.’With reluctance, she turned back into the bedroom, "Get up." She stood blankly at the person's feet.The person did not
That time, he came prepared.After Ray told him about the situation, he brought all the medicines he could think of as quickly as possible.Dr. Walsh's normally kind-looking face turned extremely serious at that time. Ray did not say a word and turned around immediately to get the medicine box.He trusted Dr. Walsh. If Dr. Walsh was that serious, it meant that Sean’s condition was very critical too."It’s a good thing his body didn’t go into shock." After Dr. Walsh finished everything, he wi