The Returning Ex

Logan could only get Lola a bottle of water. “Why don’t you drink some water? Perhaps you’ll feel better.”

Waving a dismissive hand, Lola returned to the bed and lay down. Since she wasn’t eating, Logan lost his appetite as well, merely sitting by the bedside and stroking her back. A little over half an hour later, Lola turned and glanced at the food on the dining table. “I think I can stomach some food now.”

However, the food was already cold, so Logan suggested, “I’ll put in a new order. This is already cold, so you’d better not eat it.”

“No, it’s fine.” Getting out of bed, Lola headed over to the dining table. “There’s no need to put in a new order. It’s precisely because it’s cold that the smell isn’t too pungent.” Her appetite now was entirely different than before.

Logan couldn’t say anything to that, so he could only follow her over. The two of them then ate a completely cold lunch. Perhaps it was truly due to the less pungent odor that Lola wasn’t put off but even ate slightly more compared to the previous two meals.

After she’d finished eating, Logan helped her back to the bed. Then, he washed some fruits and placed them on the bedside table for her to eat later.

it should.

Lola barfed and threw up everything she’d eaten just now. Turning on the faucet, she then held onto the sink for support. Logan promptly went over and patted her back, even gathering her hair back from her face. “Why did you retch again?

her stomach for real. However, she then seemed to feel much better. Washing her face, she took

about

to the bed, Lola replied, “Let’s go home. I’m

into Logan’s embrace. Perhaps it was because she was feeling unwell that she easily grew emotional, for she felt her eyes begin to water as she hugged him around the waist.

her on the forehead. “I’ll reserve our flight tickets at once, and we’ll go home tomorrow.” In response, Lola merely plastered her

her laugh if she were down in the dumps because of something happening around her, but he

was indeed feeling much better after throwing up, so she fell asleep in no time as she

carefully shifted Lola to the side and slid out of bed, going to the sitting area outside to take the call. The moment the call was connected, Lynette blurted, “What’s wrong? Is Lola