Chapter 122 First Time Cooking

Freya rarely had such a close look at Radley’s eyes. She felt like she was falling into those starry pupils on his perfect face.

But in a flash, she realized that she might be seeing things from lightheadedness.

To the side, two Lagresh maids were chatting, and a doctor was giving her an IV drip.

Freya looked at the bottle of water suspiciously. “What is this?”

The doctor politely explained, “Madam, you seem to have a reaction to the local environment. This will help replenish your energy

Freya frowned. She usually didn’t let anyone give her an IV drip when she was outside.

But seeing Radley next to her, her heart gradually settled down.

However, her headache was still severe, and she fell asleep again soon after.

At noon, Freya woke up again, feeling weak all over and exhausted.

Radley had the maids bring lunch to her room and sat by her bedside, feeding her spoonful by spoonful.

Freya reached out to take the spoon.

However, Radley’s hand was firm. “You are sick now. When you are better, I won’t feed you.”

Freya glared at him, but her weakness made her sweat all over her back.

She gritted her teeth and found her wrist too weak to even fight with Radley. She opened her mouth and swallowed the food he fed her.

After lunch, Freya looked around the room. “Where is Brisa?”

“She and Connor went to get some gifts.”

“What gifts?” Freya moved her body but she felt sweaty all over. She didn’t even have the strength to go to the bathroom.

She touched her forehead. Why couldn’t she adapt to the environment here? Perhaps it was also due to her pregnancy?

give it to Mr. Lane later on,” Radley said.

felt nauseous and covered her mouth.

eyes met, she felt embarrassed and turned her

better to

leaning over

after opening the

unbothered about the odor in the air. He carefully helped Freya up and took her to the

and Radley rolled up his sleeve,

warm water. Then, he wrung it out before moving it to Freya’s

“Wipe yourself.”

the towel, but Radley saw that

felt him holding the back of

“Hey, Radley…”

her face with the towel.

taken care of by Radley messily. After a while, she yelled, “Radley, I’ll do it myself!”

the towel and handed it to Freya.

at the man’s calm expression, as if she was the one overthinking

that she would be fine

be bedridden for three days.

afraid that he would worry. She pretended they were at the negotiating stage with Brandon.

In the bungalow.

kitchen, watching

have Mr. Monaghan. He

Radley held his phone and looked through the

didn’t know how to make it, so he decided

the first time he had ever

pot and turned on the heat. After looking at the recipe for a while, he threw in the

from outside, worriedly asking, “Mr. Monaghan, are you

his head indifferently. He wiped off the oil stains

reading the recipe, he threw away the burnt oil and the scallions and poured in new

stared at

again. The two maids wanted to help, but he

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