After being reborn, I make up my mind to stop chasing after my husband and daughter

Chapter 51

Chapter 51

Nathan brought the meds back and asked me softly, “Have you eaten breakfast yet?”

I froze, silent. He went on, “The doctor says eat something before pills.”

“I haven’t,” I whispered.

“What do you feel like eating? I’ll get it,” Nathan asked, his voice low.

“Just gruel. I need something light,” I said.

“Okay! Wait for me.” Nathan put down the medicine and left.

I watched him–tall, lean, in a black shirt that looked awesome. Plus, he wore a mask outside, giving off a cool, mysterious vibe that made him even more charming.

I just stared for a second, and then my head cleared. I realized the first step to success was to stop being such a fangirl. I had to see people for who they were, not as idols.

I thought both men and women could fake being loving and gentle. So, no one got much real love to give. Since we were not love gurus, there was no need to make romance sound so big.

While I was spacing out, Nathan came back. “Eat while it’s hot. I got you some snacks too.” He sat by me and laid everything

out.

My right hand had an IV, so I had to use my left. It was awkward. On the first bite, I almost spilled it on my chin. I felt so silly and mumbled, “My hand is a bit shaky.”

I reached for the second bite, he took my spoon and

I froze.

the first time a guy took care of me so gently. In my previous life, when I had cancer and

was stark. I felt

was just swallowing, not tasting. He added a little something to each spoonful of gruel. I relaxed; it tasted way

stopped eating, mostly because Nathan’s feeding me

you eat more?” Nathan frowned. I felt he was really looking out for

water and swallowed them, feeling sick. On

as I sipped water. “When I had to take medicine as a

froze and stared up at him, shocked. “Nathan, I’m not a kid; I can

and then tried

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says adults have to suffer?” I cut in, “I think in life, we should find ways to

words, and then he chuckled softly, “You’re

him to laugh; chewing my candy, I felt happier. Just then, my phone rang. Seeing it was Jared,

are you coming? Yvonne is doing okay. I need to

sick with a high fever and getting a shot. Take care of

of before–all those times I took care of our sick daughter while feeling ill myself. When Jared asked, I’d just say

and tiredness. Since Jared hadn’t caught it and he is

are you? Are you okay?” To my surprise, Jared sounded

So my annoying husband should stay away. “I’m fine. I got my shot. But I need to rest. I’ll be there tonight.” I

off in my talk with Jared. He’d checked before

asked, worried. He didn’t know I had a troubled kid and thought all moms freaked out when their