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.

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

got up

yourself.” Vivienne steadied him while

of eating her cooking, fearing it might make him ill again. So he made an excuse.

move around.”

gave in, and

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Chapter 149

guidance, she managed to cook

He was surprised to see them. “Wow,

order takeaway ourselves.” Percival looked at the takeaway boxes in

help.” Leopold’s eyes were flicking between the two bowls of porridge and

You?”

problem?” Vivienne

Leopold looked skeptical and disgusted.

back, and you’d eat poison if

he spoke, Leopold tried to take away Percival’s bowl and

meal.

Percival held onto his bowl tightly and tapped Leopold’s

spoon.

Vivienne narrowed her eyes. Her cooking skills, under Percival’s guidance, had improved

don’t like what I said, I won’t say

was clear.

it’s delicious?” Vivienne asked

a pound of

her untouched bowl of porridge

were poison. His eyes lit up in surprise, he hadn’t expected Vivienne’s cooking to

remembered his earlier statement, and

while looking at Leopold’s expression. She already knew the

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

“Percival

turned to Percival for help with a pained

you think one pound isrit enough, we can add another.” Percival wasn’t going to help

sighed heavily and stumped in his chair, glaring at

thinking to himself that he wouldn’t let the pound

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