Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 320 

Chandler finished the big bowl of beef noodles, feeling well both physically and mentally.It tasted so good.He looked up.

Crystal was sitting in the living room, looking weak and gloomy.

Although she didn't eat much because she didn't have an appetite, she took all the medicine with water by herself.

"Do you still have a fever?"

Chandler walked over to help her clean up the dishes and wondered if he should take her to the hospital when he saw how pale she was.

"No.I took my temperature.It was 98.6.But I still feel dizzy...Maybe I caught a cold"

Crystal said in a nasal voice and stood up subconsciously as she saw that Chandler was going to wash those dishes in the kitchen, saying, "I'll wash them."

Maybe she had been used to being the one who did all the cleaning.

Chandler put on an apron and turned around, looking at her with a complicated expression.

"Don't worry.I won't break your bowl."

"That's not what I meant.There's no hot water in winter and you're not used to the work in the kitchen..."

Crystal explained in a low voice.

How dare she let him wash dishes for her as she had been his cleaning lady in the past? "Do you really think I'll be afraid of cold water?"

Chandler asked with a grim face as if he was tired of her nagging.

"Go lie in your bed...I can handle this.Are you questioning my ability by standing here and supervising me?"

"No, I'm not."

Crystal was speechless.

How dare she question his ability? Chandler looked quite professional with that apron, but Crystal noticed soon that he had used too much detergent.

It was actually a little funny seeing him working in the kitchen.

Crystal decided not to argue with him.

She turned around, heading to her bedroom.

She lived alone, so it was always quiet here.

The last man who came into her kitchen was Derek, who was really good at cooking and was familiar with all kinds of kitchenware.

She had been amazed by how handsome he was when cooking in her kitchen.

To be honest, he performed much way better than Chandler did.

But somehow, Crystal was more impressed by Chandler's clumsiness.

She lay down on the bed with her eyes closed but Chandler's figure in the kitchen was still so clear in her mind.

The reason was probably that she liked him.

secretly in love with him for

that she would definitely recover when she

she didn't tell Chandler about the dull

since she was a child, she had been despised

cried about their aggrievances, she bought herself the medicine and treated her wounds alone.She had to be strong because no one would take care of her.Her temples were aching as she slowly fell asleep with memories

the other hand, spent half an hour washing two

again since he couldn't help but suspect

was wet all over and he had to

was that Crystal must have been

the living room, he looked up at the clock next to the TV cabinet and was surprised to see that it was

in a woman's

in the direction of the bedroom in silence for three minutes,

he was afraid that he

hesitant wouldn't do anything

trouble when she knew they were together? He hadn't really wanted to fire Crystal that

was just hoping that by doing this,

hurry and accidentally knocked the medicine Crystal had taken

up and noticed that

"The little fool."

he threw the medicine into the trash

months since

much consideration, he went straight into her bedroom, put his big hand on her forehead, and discovered that she was having a fever again.He leaned closer and called her a few times, but she

stood by the bed,

shake her to wake her up? The thermometer showed that

had the fever for the whole night, she might become even

with her eyes closed and her face turning red due to the fever, Chandler felt reluctant to wake her

so troublesome?" he

been a calm and decisive

in a special relationship with him in the

like him to have difficulty

to buy some

around because his assistant had driven him

easy to find a taxi after 4 am, so he had to look for pharmacies

half an hour, he

twenty when Chandler returned

and was going

light pink phone on the bedside table rang just as

was the alarm clock

word "Mother" on the screen

The phone kept ringing, whose sound

put the medicine and glass on the bedside table, picked up the phone, walked out

a bad cold and needs to rest.What's the matter? I'll tell her when

that her daughter's phone was picked

asked in

with you in the middle of the night?" Her voice was shrill and

he listened

cold today.I'm in her

to explain

when she heard that a man was at her

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