Chapter 356 Sleep on the Floor

“I’ll go and check the kitchen a bit to see what food we have there. Stay here. Don’t move, all right?” Manuel said gently as he raised his hand, wanting to stroke Ainsley’s hair. But Ainsley dodged it,

which disappointed him a little.

Ainsley, left staring after him, whispered, “Why did he treat me like a child?”

Since the rooms here were not soundproof, after a while, Ainsley heard the click-clack of utensils

coming from the kitchen.

Curious about what Manuel was cooking in the kitchen, Ainsley pursed her lips while propping

herself up against the wall so as to get out of bed.

But the moment she was about to limp off, she lost her balance before falling onto the ground

while letting out a scream.

She grimaced at the pain from her ankle, and her thin body curled into a ball.

Having heard the noise, Manuel rushed over, only to be shocked at the scene in front of him. With

his pupils shrinking, he walked up to Ainsley with an anxious step and picked her

up

carefully

before putting her back on the bed.

And since doctors here in the village seldom made out-calls, Manuel didn’t dare to touch Ainsley in

case he made things worse.

Ainsley’s eyebrows kept furrowing for quite a while. Then she opened her eyes slowly.

Noticing that, Manuel let out a sigh of relief. But soon, his face darkened. “Didn’t I tell you not to

move around? Why did you insist on doing this?”

Ainsley said briefly in a slightly hoarse voice, “Water.”

She was too thirsty to use a full sentence.

Hearing that, Manuel, who was about to teach her à lesson, turned to fetch her a glass of water.

Then, with gentle hand movements, he fed her the water.

some time to chill

you

forehead helplessly before getting up and walking out of the room again.

back, he had already fixed a

Ainsley was looking at him, Manuel sat by the bed, arranged the spaghetti on

and explained with his head lowered, “Since you’re injured, I took the liberty of making your food light. Just have some.”

spaghetti and fed Ainsley

the spaghetti.

thought, since when did Manuel, a wealthy young man, learn to cook? Or put it

he learn it for?

of the possibility of him learning to cook for another woman, Ainsley

so suffocated that she wanted to burst out

in front of him,

weakness.

finished off the spaghetti silently, during which Manuel remained

Manuel helped Ainsley lie

closed her eyes, Manuel covered her with

night owl. Also, the injury to her ankle had stopped her

the bed. Therefore, she simply could

Ainsley was still

at the ceiling.

not know whether to laugh or cry. “Why are you still awake?”

putting aside all the stuff in her mind, she asked, “Are you gonna sleep on the sofa tonight?”

to worry that he might climb into her bed in the middle of the

to the sofa outside

of his finger. Although the sofa was a familiar item in the

found it unfit

I count ourselves lucky that we live in such a house. I mean, it might

villa, but it did outstrip all the

out there is too

small sofa should be

despite feeling sorry,

to

Ainsley stopped saying anything more after muttering,

middle of the night, Ainsley felt a sudden

woke up, only to

of footsteps coming from

is Manuel still awake?

because he can’t fall asleep or because the sofa is

Therefore, she sat up, wanting to get out

aren’t you sleeping?” Manuel sounded

grabbed the corner of the quilt and looked away. “I had a nightmare

haven’t you

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