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.

her mouth. She was dry heaving.

met, she felt embarrassed and

to not embarrass

this deeply as she was leaning

walked in after opening the door.

air. He carefully

chair next to the sink, and Radley rolled up his sleeve, revealing his

prepared warm water. Then, he wrung

“Wipe yourself.”

towel, but Radley saw

holding the back of her head.

“Hey, Radley…”

gently wipe her face with the

of by Radley messily. After a while,

Radley washed the towel and handed it

her teeth, and looked at the man’s calm expression, as

fine after a day of resting..

be bedridden for three days.

that she was sick as she was afraid that he would worry. She

In the bungalow.

watching

have Mr. Monaghan. He is such a considerate

phone and looked through the recipe for the special vegetable noodle Freya had mentioned

to make it, so he decided to personally cook

the first time he had ever

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

rushed in from outside, worriedly asking, “Mr.

He wiped off the oil stains on his hand

he threw away the burnt oil and

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

started over again.

of vegetable noodles that looked as good as the picture in the recipe book. He then

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