My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

Chapter 191 No Need to Take Care of Me Byron was a very light sleeper, so when he heard a faint rustling sound in his half–conscious state, he frowned and opened his eyes. He was met with the sight of the person on the hospital bed, hand on their forehead. Clearly, they had already woken up. “How do you feel? Are you burning up?” Byron got up and walked toward the hospital bed. 

Rosalie‘s movements were slightly stiff as she slowly sat up on the bed and thanked him politely. “I feel much better, sorry for all the trouble tonight.” 

At her estranged behavior, Byron‘s eyes darkened. He reminded himself that the woman was still ill, so he suppressed his displeasure and said in a low voice, “Are you hungry? You didn‘t eat anything all night.” She was fine when she did not have her mind on it, but at the mention of food, Rosalie could not help the feeling of emptiness in her stomach. Not only did she not eat anything all night, but she also did not have any appetite all day due to her fever, only having a few measly bites of food around noon. However, she did not want to owe this man any more favors. Just as Rosalie was about to declare that she was not hungry, her stomach let out a loud rumble. 

After a moment, Rosalie‘s face flushed with embarrassment, and she forced herself to calmly turn her head away. “It‘s already pretty late, so I don‘t feel like eating anything.” 

Byron frowned, stood up, and walked out of the ward. Rosalie turned around at the sound of his movements, but he was already nowhere in sight. Ten minutes later, the man returned with a steaming bowl of chicken soup in his hands. “For takeouts bought at night, warm it up in the hospital‘s microwave oven. We‘ll just have to make do for now.” 

She sat up and slowly took a sip from the bowl. Now that he had gone out of his way for her

around and sat down in a chair, then solemnly said, “The doctor said that you should stay in the hospital tonight to avoid recurrence of your condition. You‘ll have a check–up tomorrow morning, and if

I feel much better now, and I can take care of myself. Thank you for tonight.

chase him away, Byron‘s expression darkened again, and his voice was cold as

don‘t need to be taken care of anymore, and you can‘t rest well here, so there‘s no reason for you to stay

owe Byron any more favors than she already

in the middle of the night, and Rosalie‘s voice seemed to cut through the

tone as she said, “President Lawrence, we have nothing to do with each other, so you don‘t have to take care of me to this extent. If this continues, I‘ll feel pressured.”

stared at him with