Facade of Love

Chapter 330 You Have to Take Responsibility

I did not want to talk to Idris any longer, so I rolled my eyes at him and prepared to leave, However, he grabbed my wrist, and when i tried to pull away, I realized he still had quite a bit of strength despite being sick I turned back, glaring at him, and said, “Idris, what do you

Want

He looked at me with clear, dark eyes, scouting somewhat helpless and confused, “You took off my robe, and now you want to leave without looking?”

I was momentarily speechless, then realized that after I put on his pants, I immediately covered him with a blanket without giving him his robe.

Even so, when did I ever say I wanted to look at him?

1 pursed my lips and said, “Who wants to look at you, Idris? Can’t you stop being so self absorbed?”

“Oh,” he responded, as if disappointed that I refused to look at him.

Feeling exasperated, I quickly changed him into clean pajamas, I looked at him and asked, “Is there anything you want to eat or drink?”

He raised his eyebrows slightly, looking somewhat surprised, and asked, “Are you going to cook for me?”

Seeing his uncharacteristically cutesy demeanor, I felt like my mood lifted for a second, “If you don’t want to eat, I don’t have to cook.”

“It doesn’t matter. I’ll eat whatever you make,” he quickly replied, his voice slightly hoarse,” Just don’t leave.”

words, When did he become so considerate? Without showing my emotions, I

thin lips curving into

the study, I could not help but think I was being idiotic. Why did

must have looked like

leave him

such a big deal,

refrigerator, as many things inside were no longer edible. Fortunately, there were some dry goods that could be used, and the ingredients the maid had stocked earlier were still good. I could prepare

as skilled in cooking as my mother, mainly because I lacked the talent for

something edible. For example, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and pasta–nothing fancy, but it

it into the study. Idris‘ complexion had improved slightly. When I entered the room, he was resting with

the bowl in my hand, he raised

him, saying, “Just make

say much in response but still sat up. I set up a small table on the bed for him and placed the pasta on it, saying, “If it’s

his expression whether it was delicious or not, but I was not in the mood to hear his comments. I had not eaten anything since morning, and my stomach

hungry to

wolfing down my food, I suddenly heard the voice of the man saying, Yvette, when I was sleeping,

TI

for a while before stopping. I frowned and looked at him. “When did I kiss you?”

with a serious and calm expression. “I felt it. The medicine was

Damn!