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 mouth. She was dry

felt embarrassed and turned her

better to not

deeply as she was leaning over the toilet for the third

walked in after opening the

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

sink, and Radley rolled up his sleeve, revealing his

a towel and prepared warm water. Then, he wrung it out

“Wipe yourself.”

the towel, but Radley saw that she still had

felt him holding the back of

“Hey, Radley…”

gently wipe her face with the towel.

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

towel and handed it

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

would be fine

be bedridden for

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

In the bungalow.

watching Radley cooking and

to have Mr. Monaghan. He is such a considerate

and looked through the recipe for the special vegetable noodle Freya

how to make it, so he decided to personally cook it

also the first

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

maids rushed in from outside, worriedly asking, “Mr. Monaghan, are you

the oil stains on his hand calmly,

he threw away the burnt oil and the scallions and poured

one, and ten minutes later, Radley stared at a bowl of

bowl of noodles away and started over again. The two maids wanted to help, but

repeated attempts for an hour and a half, Radley finally made a bowl of vegetable noodles that looked as good as the picture

asked. “Mr. Monaghan, should we