Love's Perfect Match

CHAPTER 630 DELIGHTED

Raquella lay back down the moment Frank came back in with the ginger tea.

"What is it? Were you going to take something? Don't move. Just tell me what you want. I'll take it for you," said Frank gently. Raquella was a lot weaker than usual, so he was tender with her.

"No. I just…" Raquella fidgeted.

"I see. Here, drink this." Frank covered the cup with a towel and handed it to her. "It's hot, so take it slow."

Raquella nodded, took the cup, and said her thanks.

"Don't mention it." Frank patted her head out of habit, but then he realized this might feel too intimate. In fact, he felt her freezing up. "It's alright now. You should get some rest."

Raquella looked at him. "Were you going to play with your friend? I'm fine. You don't have to keep an eye on me at all times."

"Why? You're not feeling well today, so you're staying with me."

"But it doesn't mean you can't play with your friends." Raquella smiled. "I mean you can play while you watch over me."

Frank frowned. "No. You need some rest. It'd be too loud if I were to play any games."

Raquella cocked her eyebrow. Ah, so he remembers. "Not like I can sleep anyway."

Frank looked at the time. It was 10.35PM; it surely was not a time to sleep. "Fine then." He took to his computer and looked back at Raquella. She was taking sips from the cup, and he felt happy just seeing her.

"Thought you said you didn't have time, Frank."

"Shut it and start the match." Frank wore his headphones, and his friends, seeing that he was in a good mood, started asking questions.

"So, who did you make that ginger tea for?"

"One more word and I'm not playing."

Noticing that Frank was going to get angry, his friend said, "Whoops, sorry."

"Yeah, that's right." Frank started the match, but this time, he wasn't as focused as he was before. He would turn around frequently to see if Raquella needed his help.

"Don't look at me. Play your game." Raquella didn't play games, but she knew that if players didn't pay attention during a match, they'd make a lot of mistakes.

And true enough, the situation of the match turned downhill for Frank's team, but his team members didn't complain. They merely grumbled, "This is going to be bad, Frank."

"Then I'm not playing."

He was about to put his headphones down, but Raquella said, "It's fine. Just play your game."

Since the mic was on, Frank's teammates heard everything. "Oh, so you have a girl over at your place. Well, guess we're taking the L this time, boys. Go to your wife, Frank." It's just a game. Nothing's more important than Frank's relationship.

Raquella couldn't hear anything, but she saw Frank suddenly smile when he was already on the verge of getting angry. Curious, she asked, "What happened?" He was happy that his friends called Raquella his wife. "Nothing. Just catching a break. I'll be quiet."

His teammates booed him. Hearing his reply, Raquella nodded. For some reason, she used to hate him playing games, yet now she liked to see him do that. Wait, what? Raquella touched her face. For some reason, it was burning. I must be mad.

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The lockdown came faster than Elspeth expected. Aside from the hypermarkets, all the shops their company was running were locked down. Furthermore, the chip manufacturing plant had to be put aside. She was about to talk about the chip problem with Welson, but that plan was delayed.

The virus was spreading too fast. In a single month, there were already a lot of deaths. As ground zero, Damoria sustained a lot of deaths.

Elspeth called Harper that day to ask about the company's stuff. At that moment, she heard coughs. "What's wrong? Are you sick?"