Sixty two

EPISODE SIXTY TWO

ISABELLE'S POV.

“ How are you feeling?” I asked as I placed the bow by the bedside and sat down beside him and he adjusted closer to me and placed his head on my thigh and I began racking my fingers through his dark silky hair.

“ I'm fine..eaten breakfast yet? I was hoping to make breakfast for you.” Despite being sick he still cared about me.

I couldn't help but glare at him.

“ You should worry more about yourself. You gave me quite the scare earlier.” I mumbled and he chuckled while snuggling closer..

“ Did you make that?” He asked while pointing to the bowl of congee and I Nodded with a smile.

“ Really?” He asked and I picked up the bowl and helped him sit upright before feeding him even though he was hesitant to taste it..

It was no news that I barely knew how to cook but of course I'd improved but he didn't know that.

“ Taste good.” He Nodded in approval and a bright smile spread across my face..

“ But I don't want you around the kitchen next time,, what if you