Chapter 149

Percival was stirred awake as the morning light brightly illuminated the room.

The first sight that greeted him was Vivienne. Her eyes were closed, and her lashes were fluttering slightly as she stirred in her sleep. Her eyes were shadowed with fatigue.

It was the first time he had seen Vivienne so up close while she slept. There was a tranquility to her, one that he had never seen before. It was a rare glimpse of the innocence of a 19-year-old girl.

She had always struck him as a wildflower who was resilient and untamed. She never seemed to tire or falter.

She seemed invincible.

Yet here she was, exhausted from her endeavors for him, asleep by his side with her defenses down.

He was touched beyond words.

“Vivienne.” He whispered, gently rousing her.

Her lashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes at Percival’s soft call.

The first thing she did after waking was to reach out and feel his forehead. Only after confirming that his fever had subsided did she let out a small sigh of relief.

“You’re no longer poisoned.”

Percival wasn’t completely unconscious while he was out, especially with Leopold by his side.

That chatterbox was as loud as a flock of ducks, constantly babbling about how Vivienne was out there somewhere, looking for the rare and elusive antidote ingredients.

Even though Percival was no medic, he knew how rare those ingredients were and felt a surge of anxiety while she was away. But he was helpless, trapped in his unconsciousness.

This was why he had spiked a fever.

Vivienne asked as she got up. “You’ve slept for a day and a night. I’ll go make

come with you.” Percival quickly got up but swayed due

yourself.” Vivienne steadied him while

eating her cooking, fearing it might make him ill again. So he made an excuse. “I’ve been

move around.”

gave in, and

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Chapter 149

to cook some decent

up with two takeaway breakfast meals. He was surprised to see them. “Wow, I thought no one here could cook. I brought you guys breakfast so you

looked at the takeaway boxes

between the two bowls of porridge and Percival and Vivienne.

You?”

a problem?” Vivienne raised an

this?” Leopold looked skeptical and disgusted. “Can this

Percival from eating it. “No, no, no, Percival, I know you love your fiancée to the moon and back, and you’d eat poison if she gave it to you. But you’ve just recovered; you shouldn’t torture yourself like

to take away Percival’s

meal.

held onto his bowl tightly and

spoon.

her eyes. Her cooking skills, under Percival’s

you don’t like what I said, I won’t say

was clear.

delicious?” Vivienne asked

eat a pound

Vivienne smirked and pushed her untouched bowl of

an eyebrow and carefully tasted the porridge as if it were poison. His eyes lit

then he remembered his earlier statement, and his

while

high spirits, heading to the kitchen to get another bowl of

“Percival

to Percival for help with a

enough, we can add

and stumped in his chair, glaring

He decided to continue eating, thinking to himself that he wouldn’t let the pound of

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