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.

covered her mouth. She was dry

met, she felt embarrassed

to not embarrass

was leaning over the toilet for the

after opening the

He carefully

on a chair next to the sink, and Radley rolled

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

“Wipe yourself.”

to take the towel, but Radley saw that

him holding the back of her head.

“Hey, Radley…”

to gently wipe her face

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

fine. Radley washed the towel and handed it to

at the man’s calm expression, as if she was the

that she would be fine after a day of

expect to be bedridden for

sick as she was afraid that he would worry. She pretended they were

In the bungalow.

the kitchen, watching Radley cooking and speaking

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

phone and looked through the recipe for the

to make it, so he decided to personally cook

also the first time he had ever

looking at the recipe for a while, he threw in the scallions, and oil

outside, worriedly

He wiped off the oil stains on his hand calmly, but

threw away the burnt oil and the scallions and poured in

the steps one by one, and ten minutes later, Radley stared at a bowl of noodles in

started over again.

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

asked. “Mr. Monaghan, should we take it to