The Returning Ex

Unaware of her surroundings, she rolled over to hold onto Ian’s arm. “I feel awful.”

Startled, Ian’s immediate reaction was to retract his arm, but he suppressed the urge to do so as soon as he saw Cindy’s flushed face. Meanwhile, she rubbed herself against his arm. “Do you know how hard my life is?”

Furrowing his brows, Ian said nothing, whereas Cindy sniffled, as her nose was stuffed. Then, she muttered, “Why would you study the arts instead of enrolling in a regular course? I won’t be able to support you.”

Ian waited for a while, but upon noticing that Cindy wasn’t about to continue rambling, he retracted his arm slowly. On the other hand, the room service got him some medicine swiftly, while the meal he ordered had arrived as well, which he had them send to Cindy’s room.

In the meantime, Ian stared at Cindy while standing by her bed as he wasn’t sure what to do, since he’d never taken care of a sickly person. As his assistant, Cindy never caused him any trouble, so he figured it would be cruel of him if he were to leave her on her own. Therefore, Ian gave her a light push after a while. “Wake up. You have to eat dinner and take your medicine before going back to sleep.”

However, Cindy didn’t respond to him. Feeling somewhat defeated, Ian held her up while giving her a good shake. “Can you hear me?”

when she did, she shoved Ian away. Then, she leaped out of bed to make a dash for the washroom before emptying the contents of her stomach into the basin. To be honest, she was only retching, as she didn’t eat much throughout the day, whereas Ian watched on impatiently while standing by the

Cindy was feeling a lot better. She was about to leave the washroom after splashing some

on his face, Ian remarked dryly, “I have been here all this time. It’s just that you didn’t notice me.” Cindy was taken aback. Turning to leave for the living room, Ian informed her,

with tousled hair, as well as a dampness to

in front of him while clutching onto it, but didn’t use it to dry her face. As Ian had ordered a light meal, Cindy could enjoy it as well,

take a few bites even if you don’t feel like it, or else you’ll just end up

because of the care he displayed toward her, for Cindy was suddenly feeling a little bolder. Licking her

feeble voice, she made her request. “Can you lend me some money? You can deduct it from my

Ian hummed, seemingly unfazed by her request, which surprised

providing an answer, Ian asked, “How