Rebecca didn't stay shocked for long. After locking eyes with David, she got up from the couch. She hid all her emotions and asked monotonously, "Since this outfit is too childish for you, what do you think I should wear?"David glanced at her and was about to respond when there was a knock on the door. It was none other than Randy, who had been with them during this time. David didn't like to close doors, and the top floor was usually empty, so the room's door was left open. He just had to turn and see the person at the door.It might have been her imagination, but when Rebecca glanced at Randy, she could feel the hatred in his eyes directed at her. Before she could look closer, Randy had already shifted his gaze.She also retracted her gaze helplessly. Randy was here looking for David, and it seemed like it was serious given his stern tone. "Mr. Winston."Because Rebecca was present, Randy didn't explain further. He just glanced behind him before turning his gaze back to David,
Rebecca had changed into a red dress. It was a simple spaghetti-strap gown. Even though it was simple, it exuded an elegant and classy aura. Rebecca was also already beautiful. Along with the dress, her charm was accentuated.The green gown she wore for last night's dinner made her look like a woodland fairy. This fiery red dress turned her into a princess who danced on the peaks of a mountain in an enchanted forest. Even without any makeup, she still drew attention to herself.Rebecca seemed to have hastily put on this dress. She didn't even bother to style her hair. She simply took down her ponytail and was now casually running her fingers through it.She saw David standing before her when she pushed the door open. Her tone carried a hint of urgency. "Did I exceed the time limit? Is the outfit too childish? Is this going to embarrass you when we go out?"The restless tone of her voice immediately brought David back to his senses. His dark eyes landed on her beautiful face and he
Rebecca soon reemerged from the room. She had a good figure, and the blue-and-white dress she put on fit her perfectly. She looked elegant and graceful in it. The puffed sleeves concealed all the scars on her shoulders and arms, leaving no visible signs of them.As she exited the bedroom, she realized Randy was not around anymore. Only David stood near the bar, swirling red wine in his glass.Because of the conversation they had in the bedroom, Rebecca looked displeased. She spoke impatiently, "I'm ready now. Where are we going?"It felt as if she were giving orders to a bodyguard, except she didn't have a specific destination in mind.However, David didn't seem to mind her attitude. He stood up from the stool and stuffed one hand in his pocket. He looked down at Rebecca, metaphorically and literally.He must have been satisfied with her outfit this time. He put down his wine glass and chirped, "I'll take you out for lunch."Rebecca furrowed her brows. She glanced at the nearby d
"Nothing to be happy about." David repeated her words and chuckled. He raised his gaze. "Ms. Johnson, are you implying that being with me doesn't make you happy?"Wasn't this an obvious fact? Who wouldn't be uneasy being around a lunatic? If they were in medieval times, this man would be a despicable, despotic tyrant. Being around a person like him would surely make anyone uneasy.Moreover, just two hours ago, he had used her brothers and random strangers to threaten her.She could forgive everything else.But Rebecca didn't dare speak her mind around David. She had figured out that he was more lenient if she played along. The more she resisted, the more forceful he would become. On the other hand, if she played her part as he wanted, he might be in a better mood and the issue would pass.Even if Rebecca put on a lousy act, David would still eat it up.Rebecca carefully chose her words. "In my current state, being with you doesn't necessarily make me unhappy. "For instance, t
"By the way, where's Dr. Collins?" Rebecca suddenly realized that she had nearly finished her meal. David hadn't touched his food at all. She felt embarrassed by her appetite. To divert the conversation, she decided to bring up Randy.David seemed more interested in the restaurant's drinks and had already consumed most of his beverage. Upon hearing her question, he raised his gaze. "What, do you need something from him, Becca?"Since they had arrived in Fairport, the two of them had been going out most of the time. Yesterday's dinner was the only exception when they dined together, which is why Rebecca's mention of Randy was somewhat surprising.Rebecca noticed this too and quickly picked up a piece of fruit from the table to mask her awkwardness. "No, it's nothing important. I just thought of him suddenly. We saw him at the hotel earlier, so I thought he might join us today."David smiled in response and glanced at the mess of dishes in front of Rebecca. "Ms. Johnson, you've almos
"Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well?" David furrowed his brows. He pulled out a clean handkerchief and handed it over. Without waiting for Rebecca's answer, he abandoned all the shopping bags he was holding and went to a nearby store to buy two bottles of water, which he offered to her after opening them.Rebecca accepted it and thanked him. It wasn't until she had finished one bottle that she began to feel slightly better. However, her body felt even weaker after vomiting. For a moment, she couldn't lift her head. She felt incredibly uncomfortable.She clutched the handkerchief that David had given her, but it was of no use. Even though her vision was hazy, her mind still told her that this small piece of cloth might be worth more than she could earn from working at a restaurant. But why was she thinking about working at a restaurant?"Can you walk?" David asked from above.At the same time, a more comforting scent washed over her. It smelled just like the handker
When Rebecca regained consciousness, her vision remained blurry, as if something heavy was pressing on her eyelids, preventing her from opening her eyes. However, her consciousness slowly came back to her, allowing her to hear what was happening around her.It sounded like Randy. "A fever caused by food poisoning. We'll start with some IV drips. Once the fever subsides, she should be fine. The key is to get plenty of rest and avoid spicy foods.""When will she recover?" David's voice followed.Although Rebecca was unable to open her eyes, she still cursed herself upon hearing this. Nobody could control when a patient recovered. David was giving the doctor a hard time.Randy maintained a calm tone. He was probably preparing medication since there was the sound of glass clinking. "In about a week. It depends on Ms. Johnson's physical condition. Her health isn't the best, so she may need a longer recovery period."David grunted and said nothing more.Coincidentally, his phone rang.
David spoke so sarcastically that Rebecca's eyes widened with rage. "It's only a fever, not a broken limb!"David was shocked that she still had the strength to snap at him. He cocked a brow and asked, "What difference does it make with your current condition?"Rebecca fell into a brief silence and pouted. "Either way, I can handle it. You don't have to get someone to help.""Okay." David took a step back. Instead, a slight grin curved on his handsome face. "How about this? We'll compromise. I'll have the restaurant send some soup up here, and you'll eat however much you can before washing up. Sound good?"Rebecca frowned while shooting David a sideways stare. He seemed genuine, which she did not expect. She assumed that he'd react with ridicule or contempt. Rebecca then tried to sit upright, as it was uncomfortable to lie down. She had only twitched before David approached to help her up. He even added two pillows behind her lower back for support."So, have you thought about w