Chapter 601

'Hmm, point for Simeon,' Hayden thought. "I'm cold. I don't want to sleep." Putting on an act, he said in a raspy voice while shivering, "My throat hurts. Can't I have just a little sip?"

Wyneth sighed. "Can't you hold out for a few hours?" Seeing how frail Hayden looked, she said, "Fine, I'll ask Simo."

'There's that name again!' Hayden's mood soured. After she texted, he asked, "Why do you call him Simo?"

Wyneth replied nonchalantly, "It's just a nickname I've always used for him."

Hayden sensed an underlying familiarity in her tone. Before he could delve into it, Wyneth continued, "Simo texted me back; he said you can't drink."

Observing Wyneth closely, everything about her seemed delicate — even her hair strands. As she conveyed Simeon's message, her lips moved gracefully. With a raspy voice, Hayden responded, "But my lips are so dry."

Wyneth took a closer look at Hayden's lips, just wanting to check since he was sick. But for Hayden, it felt special. When she looked into his