Chapter 88 The first time the couple took care of a patient

Vera pouted. "It's fine, I'm just a little embarrassed." They were indeed not good at taking care of patients. Both of them forgot about Shawn lying on the sick bed. Vera kept feeding Shawn water, with Patrick by his side.

Unable to bear the hunger, Shawn asked, "Could you ask Tom when he's bringing me breakfast?" Vera's hand holding the water paused in mid-air.

Shawn had been awake for an hour, and they had forgotten about bringing breakfast to him.

Patrick coughed awkwardly.

"Dad, when Patrick and I came, we actually brought you breakfast. You were asleep at the time; we left it in the corner and forgot about it, and then..." They forgot until now.

Indeed, they were unreliable.

Shawn was furious. Were they really here to take care of him?

They even forgot about the patient's meal.

Patrick got up and brought the lunchbox from the nearby table.

Vera quickly set up the table for Patrick to prepare breakfast for Shawn.

She babbled, "Dad, the corn soup was a bit hot just now, now it's just warm, you don't need to waste energy blowing on it."

Shawn asked, "So, do I need to thank you for cooling down the soup for me?"

"We're family, no need for thanks," Vera said shamelessly.

Her behavior actually made Shawn chuckle.

There was a hint of a smile on Patrick's face.

He served the meal. To make up for forgetting to let Shawn have breakfast earlier, Vera took the initiative to pick up the bowl and chopsticks and sat by the bed, saying, "Dad, let me feed you." Shawn said, "Are you daring enough to feed me? I dare not drink it."

mind," Vera scooped up a spoonful of the corn soup, not bothering to blow on it as it steamed, and handed it to

it was on a hot pan, tears welling up from the heat of

should we do, Dad? I don't know what to do

his mouth still burning, Shawn looked at her for

placed it under Shawn's mouth. "Dad,

spat out the

deep breath. "Vera, go rest

realizing she had made another

let Patrick

her seat and glanced

came back to sit by the bed, taking the bowl handed

never taken care of anyone,

world of

the bowl from Vera, his

being young, was not adept

if a man nearing thirty couldn't feed someone breakfast, it would be

inner nervousness,

blew on the food

hesitated even when the corn soup was brought to his mouth, blowing on it once more before tentatively taking a bite. "Patrick, this is

Shawn had never seen eye to

comment, Patrick

to lighten the mood, Vera interjected, "Dad, I'm sorry just now. I didn't expect our thermos to be so effective. It's still hot after a

remarked, "You're not good at

her

a life of luxury since childhood, never experiencing any hardships at the Linister family. Having been raised by servants, it

of them, one feeding and the other chatting,

noticed the food residue on his

He fell silent.

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