Chapter 39 When I’m Sick, I’m Simply Sick
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I recall an artist once mentioned on a TV show asking what defines a scumbag. He said, if you place your fingers under his nose and he’s still breathing, then that’s him. Any living man could be a scumbag
I genuinely think men are capable of putting on an act, pretending to be devoted, and feigning kindness. Of course, women can do the same, which just proves that nobody is truly genuine.
Since no one is an expert in love, there’s no need to put it on a pedestal.
While I was lost in my own thoughts, Ethan returned, carrying a bowl of chicken soup along with ravioli
“Eat while it’s warm. I also got you some small side dishes,” he said, sitting beside me and placing everything down. Since I had a needle inserted in my right hand, I had no choice but to use my left. Unfortunately, my left hand wasn’t very steady, and the first spoonful almost landed on my chin
Feeling embarrassed, I murmured, “My hand is trembling a little.”
Ethan noticed right away. Before I could attempt another bite, he took the spoon from me and started feeding me himself.
I was taken aback..
“Stop trying to act tough and just eat,” he said gently. This was the first time a man had taken care of me so attentively. In my past life, when I was hospitalized with cancer, neither my husband nor my daughter ever fed me. It was always the nurses I had hired.
Now, with just a simple cold, Ethan was treating me with such care. The contrast was striking, and it left me a little shaken.
“Thank you,” I whispered, my cheeks heating up as I quickly swallowed a few mouthfuls.
Noticing that I was eating mechanically without savoring the food, Ethan thoughtfully added a bit of side dish to each spoonful. The rich, layered flavors instantly brightened my mood. It truly did taste much better that way.
After finishing half the bowl, I decided to stop, mostly because the way he was feeding me felt far too
intimate.
“You’re not going to eat more?” Ethan asked, frowning slightly. I could tell that he was genuinely looking after me without any hidden intention
I realized I was the one making a big deal out of it.
“No, I’ll take my medicine first,” I replied, picking up the glass of water and swallowing the pills. The process was unpleasant, and the last one got stuck in my throat, its bitterness nearly making me gag.
“Here, have a piece of candy.” Just as I managed a few gulps of water, Ethan suddenly handed me a milk candy. “When I was young, my mom always had candy ready for me whenever I had to take medicine.”
I froze for a moment, staring at him blankly. “Ethan, I’m not a little kid. I can handle a little bitterness.”
His deep, steady gaze lingered on me before he slowly started to pull the candy back.
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My weds seemed to catch him off guard. He paused before letting out a soft chuckle. “You’ve got quite a
Seeing him laugh made me feel a little lighter. As I hit into the candy, a small sense of warmth settled in my
chest
Just then, my phone rang. When I checked the screen, I saw it was Shawn.
Lamswered immediately, and his voice came through the line, “When are you coming over! Yuna’s condition is stable now, and I need to head to the office soon.
“I have a fever of 102 F and am currently getting an IV drip. I’ll leave my daughter with you for now,” I said honestly, Surprisingly, saying those words gave me a sense of relief
It reminded me of my past life, how many times my daughter had been sick, and how I had endured my own pain to ke care of her. Hack then, whenever Shawn asked, I always reassured him with gentle words, never wanting to burden him with worry.
But now, when I’m sick, I’m simply sick. I, too, have moments when my whole body ached, when I feel weak and utterly drained.
Since Shawn hadn’t caught the illness and had a strong resistance to it, he was the best choice to look after Yuna.
“Where are you now? How is your condition?” To my surprise, Shawn seemed genuinely worried about me.
I glanced at Ethan, who was standing nearby and thought about how I already had someone taking care of me. My husband, who was only adding to my stress, was better off staying away.
“I’m fine. I just finished genting my shots, but I’ll need some time to recover. I’ll drop by later tonight,” I said before ending the call.
Ethan’s previously stiff expression finally softened. He must have sensed something unusual in my exchange with Shawn. Perhaps the fact that he had already suspected my relationship with Shawn wasn’t great.
This conversation only reinforced his doubts.
“Is your daughter unwell too? Is it serious?” Ethan, unaware of how ungrateful my daughter could be, assumed that any mother would be deeply worried if their child fell sick, so he asked with concern.
“She’ll be fine. Her father is taking care of her,” I answered without emotion.
“Alright, be sure to get some rest. The doctor mentioned that you’ll need to return for another injection tomorrow,” Ethan said gently, his tone filled with concern.
“Tll look after myself. After all, health is the foundation of everything,” I replied with a small smile. T appreciate what you did today. You should head out first. I don’t have anything else to take care of, and I’m feeling a lot better now.”
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