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?

Mr. Lane later

and covered her mouth. She was dry heaving.

met, she felt embarrassed and turned her

to not embarrass herself.

she was leaning over the toilet for

walked in after opening

He carefully helped

the sink, and Radley rolled up his

cleaned a towel and prepared warm water. Then, he wrung it out

“Wipe yourself.”

the towel, but Radley saw

the back

“Hey, Radley…”

her face with

being taken care of by Radley messily. After

Radley washed the towel and

gritted her teeth, and looked at the man’s calm expression, as

she would be fine after a day

to be bedridden for three

she was afraid

In the bungalow.

kitchen, watching Radley cooking

Mr. Monaghan. He is such

his phone and looked through the recipe for

so he decided to personally

the first time he had ever

the recipe for

maids rushed in from outside, worriedly asking, “Mr. Monaghan, are

his head indifferently. He wiped off the oil stains on his hand calmly, but the burning.

threw away the burnt oil

steps one by one, and ten minutes later, Radley stared at a bowl of noodles in front of him. Smells good and looks

and started over again. The

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