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.

and covered her mouth. She was dry heaving.

embarrassed and turned her head

was better to

as she was leaning over

walked in after opening the

in the air. He carefully helped Freya

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

and prepared warm water. Then, he wrung it out before moving

“Wipe yourself.”

take the towel, but Radley saw

she felt him holding the back

“Hey, Radley…”

gently wipe her face

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

fine. Radley washed the towel and handed

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

that she would be fine

be bedridden for

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

In the bungalow.

watching Radley cooking and speaking in

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

through the

so he decided to personally cook it

course, this was also the first time he had

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

in from outside, worriedly asking, “Mr. Monaghan, are you okay?”

his head indifferently. He wiped off the oil stains

he threw away the burnt oil and the scallions and poured in new oil. His technique was much more proficient this

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

of noodles away and started over again. The two

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

“Mr. Monaghan, should