Housewife Gone Wild

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.”

Nathan got it right away. As I reached for the second bite, he took my spoon and fed me himself.

I froze.

so thoughtful. This was the first time a guy took care of me so gently. In my previous life, when I had cancer and was in the hospital, my husband and daughter never fed me; the

of me. The comparison was stark. I felt terrible. “Thanks!” I blushed and gulped down

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

bowl, I stopped eating, mostly because Nathan’s feeding me

frowned. I felt he was really looking out

and swallowed them, feeling sick. On the last one, I choked, and the bitterness made me

handing me a piece as I sipped water. “When I had to take medicine as a kid, my mom

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

and then

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“I think in life, we should find ways

confused by my words, and

chewing my candy, I felt happier. Just

Yvonne is doing okay. I

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

feeling ill myself. When Jared asked, I’d just say

also felt body aches and tiredness. Since Jared hadn’t caught it and he is strong, he should look after

you? Are you okay?” To my

at Nathan who was stuck close to me. I’ve got help here already. So my annoying husband should stay away. “I’m fine. I got my shot. But I need to rest. I’ll be there

in my talk with Jared. He’d checked before and knew Jared and

worried. He didn’t know I had a troubled kid and thought all moms freaked

dad is

rest. The doctor said you need shots tomorrow,” Nathan

is key. I’ll take care,” I said, smiling. “Thanks for today. You can go