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.

nauseous and covered her

met, she felt embarrassed

was better to not

deeply as she was leaning over the toilet for

in after opening the door.

carefully helped Freya up and took

a chair next to the sink, and Radley rolled up his sleeve, revealing his muscular arm.

cleaned a towel and prepared warm water. Then, he wrung it out before moving it to Freya’s

“Wipe yourself.”

raised her hand weakly to take the towel, but Radley saw that she still had no strength.

felt him holding the back

“Hey, Radley…”

gently wipe her face with the

taken care of by Radley messily. After a while,

fine. Radley washed the towel and handed it

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

fine after

be bedridden for three

was sick as she was afraid that he would worry. She pretended they were at the negotiating stage with Brandon.

In the bungalow.

watching Radley

Kaufmann is really fortunate to have Mr. Monaghan. He

looked through the recipe for the special vegetable noodle Freya had

how to make it, so he decided to

this was also the first time he had ever cooked.

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

maids rushed in from outside, worriedly asking,

his head indifferently. He wiped off the oil stains on his hand calmly, but the burning. sensation lingered.

recipe, he threw away the burnt oil and the scallions and poured in new oil. His

by one, and ten minutes later, Radley stared at a

over again. The two maids wanted to help, but he refused.

looked

came forward and asked. “Mr. Monaghan, should we take it to Miss