Angel looked into Henry’s resolute eyes.Angel was an obedient child who always did her best for her mother. She knew her mother had a tough life and she would do anything to lessen her burden.A tear rolled down her cheek as she nodded. “If Mommy wakes up, can you call me?”“Of course.” Henry felt his heart ache as he watched the little girl cry. He stroked her hair and said, “Eat something when you get home. Sleep early. The doctor said Mommy will be fine. She should wake up tomorrow.”“Okay.” Angel nodded.“Mr. Xander, please look after Angel. If anything happens, you’re responsible,” Henry warned, his deep voice edged with violence.Zephyrus was surprised to see the softer side of the man. He seemed like an upper-class gentleman, judging from his wardrobe and manners. The man was extremely protective of Angel and Monique--something Zephyrus approved of.Zephyrus gave the man a courteous smile. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of Angel. Thank you for helping us.”“Not an issue.”
The handsome man looked a bit frail.Monique squinted and said in disbelief, “Henry?”The gentle expression she saw belonged to him?“Yes.” The deep, alluring voice only confirmed his identity.“Where am I?”“The hospital.”“Why?”“You’re sick.”“Sick? I just need rest. Why are we in the hospital? The bill’s gonna come up to a ridiculous amount,” Monique said with a frown.Monique was the type of person who avoided the hospital at all cost. She had a job when she was pregnant with Angel, so she saved whatever she could. After Angel’s birth, there was no way she could work. The money dried up quickly and they were homeless for some time. They took refuge under bridges and in public restrooms, relying on food scraps and unwanted clothing thrown out by the more privileged. Later, she saved up some money from collecting trash and rented a small room for them. Having access to a working bathroom meant a lot to her. Angel had been with her every step of the way. Monique could never
”No! I didn’t know I was sick,” Monique said from under the covers. She lowered one side of the sheet to peek out.This man was making something out of nothing! There were extenuating circumstances that made her attend that date.“You would still go if you weren’t sick, right?” Henry accused.Monique was not the best talker, and she was definitely worse at wordplay than him.If only she could take back her words.She wanted to tell him the truth, but the egotistical way he held himself made her hesitate. The man wanted to brand her as his lover--his woman--so no one else could have her.The idea made her hackles rise and she spat back. “Why do you care?”Henry felt cold anger spread through his body. He had cared for her from night till noon. He had not eaten since she checked into the hospital and, as soon as she was awake, this ungrateful woman was pissing him off.“Say that again. Don’t think that just because you’re sick I won’t lay a hand on you,” Henry threatened in his h
Henry stood there and stared at Monique with a gaze so gentle, she could not help but be sucked in.Monique was entranced by the handsome man, but a voice in her heart reminded her, ‘Hey, get a hold of yourself. He’s a bastard who only wants you for your body.’She rubbed her temples. Her heart was softer when her body was sick. Just a simple gesture was enough to melt her heart.A topic change was needed. “I…I’m hungry.”What?Disappointment flashed across his obsidian orbs. He made a call to Shaun. “Send food over.”Moments later, Shaun arrived with a few housekeepers, carrying bags and bags of food. Monique was dumbfounded. It was just breakfast; there was no need to make a scene.“You’re awake! The chairman has been by your side for the whole day. He didn’t even eat dinner yesterday,” Shaun greeted Monique warmly.Henry had been by her side the whole time?Monique could not believe her ears.“What time is it?”“Almost two in the afternoon.”The housekeepers who accompan
The bubble of hope in Monique’s heart popped when she heard Henry’s words. She had been so smitten by his gesture to stay by her side throughout the night, but his flippant remark had tarnished that feeling.She bit down on a piece of meat and responded in kind. “I figured as much. Why would the great Chairman Moore spend his night taking care of little old me?”They were always more comfortable with lies than the truth.‘Looks like someone has gotten her spunk back,’ Henry thought as he raised an eyebrow at the woman. “So, how do you want to thank me?”He took a bite of his food.“What do you mean?” Monique asked in return. She thought for some time and realized that Henry did chase away that feckless date of hers and sent her to the hospital. “What thanks?”“I am open to favors of the flesh,” Henry said lightly.Monique spat out the food in her mouth. Some of the debris landed on Henry’s shirt.Henry looked down at his dirtied clothes and glared at Monique.Laughter threaten
Henry returned to his seat and said, “It’s late. Sleep.”“Okay,” Monique replied.After some time, a soft voice sounded in the dark. “Do you want to sleep on the bed?”Monique was not sure if the man had fallen asleep on the chair. She felt incredibly guilty as he had not gotten a restful sleep since her hospital admission.When he said he needed her to fall asleep, a part of her found it touching--sexual innuendos aside.It was not like they have never shared a bed before.Henry Moore opened his eyes. “What?”He definitely heard her, but he wanted Monique to repeat herself.Monique gave him a mean look. The man was pretending to have not heard her. She turned over in bed to face away from him. “Nothing. Go to sleep.”Henry clucked his tongue at the stubborn woman. Would it kill her to just repeat her words?Wordlessly, he climbed into the hospital bed and settled down behind the woman. “What is this? If you wanted me in your bed, all you had to do is ask. Don’t be shy now.”
When Monique woke up the next day, the sun was already up. It was a bright, sunny day, the sunlight was warm and comforting.She opened her eyes and saw that Henry had gotten up. She turned around and moved her legs to check that everything was fine.Instantly, she felt relieved. Her mood was also lifted to see the bright sun outside.She lifted her head and saw the intravenous fluid dripping in the infusion tube. There was only half a bottle left. The drip was probably set up for quite some time ago.Henry walked out of the bathroom and saw Monique staring at the drip. He said, “This will be the last bottle.”“Really?” Monique was pleasantly surprised and smiled brilliantly.Henry was slightly stunned by her reaction. He nodded and ordered the servants to come in to help Monique wash up and bring in breakfast.Monique could only eat a little.Henry furrowed his brows and asked, “Are you still feeling ill?”Monique cocked an eyebrow and shook her head, unable to mask the joy o
“Come in, I really want to eat here.” Monique pulled his hand in a coquettish manner.Monique led him to a decent-looking table and wiped down the surface and stools with a tissue. Only then, Henry finally sat down, albeit unwillingly.Monique walked to the counter and ordered two servings of meatball bolognese; one big and one small.After ordering, Monique glanced around the shop while she walked back to her seat. There was not much of a difference. The shop owner was still the same, just a little bit older.Right after Monique sat down, Henry glared at her and said, “Are you so stingy that you have to treat me to this?”Monique chuckled, revealing her dimples, “There used to be a market opposite this shop. When I was younger, my grandfather would always bring me here for a plate of meatball bolognese after we finished buying groceries from the market. The appetizing sauce and tender meatballs combined into a plate of deliciousness.”Monique swallowed visibly at the thought of