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.

love with him

she would definitely recover when she

she didn't tell Chandler about the dull pain

child, she had been despised by her mother and bullied by her

other girls 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 of being

an hour washing two bowls and three plates

flushed the plates over and over again since he couldn't help but suspect that they weren't

wet all over and he

in his mind was that Crystal must have

looked up at the clock next to the

was alone in a woman's

the bedroom in silence

he

hesitant wouldn't do

trouble when she knew they

just hoping that by doing this,

and accidentally knocked the medicine Crystal had taken down from the coffee

picked it up and noticed that the

"The little fool."

threw the medicine

been six months

her forehead, and discovered that she was having a fever again.He leaned closer and called her a few times,

stood by

he let her continue to sleep or shake her to wake her up? The thermometer showed that

the fever for the whole night, she might become

seeing how soundly she was sleeping with her eyes closed and her face turning red due to the fever, Chandler felt reluctant to wake her

so troublesome?" he complained in a low

been a calm and decisive

him in the past, he could refuse or agree to her

not like him to

some new antipyretic medicine in the

car wasn't around because his

and it was not easy to find a taxi after 4

for half an hour, he finally found

five twenty when Chandler

warm water and was going to wake

on the bedside table rang just as he reached her

first, he thought it was the alarm clock

"Mother" on the screen caught his

mother? The phone kept ringing, whose sound

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

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

him when she realized that her daughter's phone

she asked in a loud voice,

is her phone with you in the middle of the night?" Her voice

as he listened to

caught a cold

explain

that a man was at

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