My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 122 First Time Cooking

Freya rarely had such a close look at Radley’s eyes. She felt like she was falling into those starry pupils on his perfect face.

But in a flash, she realized that she might be seeing things from lightheadedness.

To the side, two Lagresh maids were chatting, and a doctor was giving her an IV drip.

Freya looked at the bottle of water suspiciously. “What is this?”

The doctor politely explained, “Madam, you seem to have a reaction to the local environment. This will help replenish your energy

Freya frowned. She usually didn’t let anyone give her an IV drip when she was outside.

But seeing Radley next to her, her heart gradually settled down.

However, her headache was still severe, and she fell asleep again soon after.

At noon, Freya woke up again, feeling weak all over and exhausted.

Radley had the maids bring lunch to her room and sat by her bedside, feeding her spoonful by spoonful.

Freya reached out to take the spoon.

However, Radley’s hand was firm. “You are sick now. When you are better, I won’t feed you.”

Freya glared at him, but her weakness made her sweat all over her back.

She gritted her teeth and found her wrist too weak to even fight with Radley. She opened her mouth and swallowed the food he fed her.

After lunch, Freya looked around the room. “Where is Brisa?”

“She and Connor went to get some gifts.”

“What gifts?” Freya moved her body but she felt sweaty all over. She didn’t even have the strength to go to the bathroom.

She touched her forehead. Why couldn’t she adapt to the environment here? Perhaps it was also due to her pregnancy?

“We plan to give it to Mr. Lane later on,” Radley said.

felt nauseous and covered her mouth.

embarrassed and

to not

she was leaning

walked in after

about the odor in the air. He carefully helped Freya up and

and Radley rolled up his sleeve, revealing his muscular

he wrung it out before moving

“Wipe yourself.”

hand weakly to take the towel, but Radley saw that she still had

the back of

“Hey, Radley…”

gently wipe her

at herself being taken care of by Radley messily. After a while, she yelled, “Radley, I’ll do

washed the towel and handed it

teeth, and looked at the man’s calm expression, as if she was the one

be fine

to be

didn’t dare to say that she was sick as she was afraid that he would worry. She pretended they were at the negotiating stage

In the bungalow.

kitchen, watching Radley cooking and speaking

fortunate to have Mr. Monaghan. He is such a considerate and handsome m

the recipe for the special vegetable noodle Freya had mentioned

it, so

the first time he

on the heat. After looking at the recipe for a while, he threw in the scallions, and oil splattered

in from outside, worriedly asking, “Mr. Monaghan,

shook his head indifferently. He wiped off the oil stains on his hand calmly, but

meticulous in doing things. After reading the recipe, he threw away the burnt oil and the scallions and poured in new oil. His technique was much more proficient this

ten minutes later, Radley stared at a bowl of noodles in front of him. Smells good and looks good.

away and started over again. The

looked as good as

maids came forward and asked. “Mr. Monaghan, should