The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 107

"Where's the delivery?" The man's extremely hoarse voice came slowly from behind the door.

Shakira smiled, looking at the order on her phone, "It's less than fifty meters away; it should be at the door soon." "I'll go get it for you."

"Thank you, sir! You're the best!"

The sound that responded to Shakira's flattery was the cold, unfeeling roll of the mechanical wheelchair.

After a while, Walter returned. "I put it outside; you can come out and get it."

"If I get up, I'll dirty it... Could you open the door just a crack and toss it in?"

Outside, there was a long silence again.

Just when Shakira thought Walter had given up on her, the bathroom door cracked open.

A long, bony hand, holding a small pink square, reached in.

Through the gap, Shakira could see him maintaining that position, sitting sideways in his wheelchair, turning his head and stretching out his arm. "Did you get it?"

Shakira snapped back to reality. "A little more to the left."

The big hand moved left.

Shakira reached out and grabbed it. "That's good, thank you."

"Women are really troublesome," he muttered as he slammed the door shut again. 'Although he has a bad temper, he's not completely indifferent.

Shakira quickly tidied up and hurried to bed, burying herself under the covers. She needed to warm herself up so the next while would be more bearable. As she pressed on acupressure points to ease her discomfort, the door was pushed open again. "Young master?" Walter's face was dark as he placed a thermos on the bedside. "I saw online that women should drink more hot water at times like this."

'Forget it, I can't refuse Walter's kindness. Under his piercing gaze, Shakira gulped down most of the hot water. Her body felt warmer, but her complexion remained pale.

Walter frowned. "Drinking hot water doesn't help?"

Shakira couldn't help but glance at him. "It's not medicine, of course it's not that miraculous, but it does make me feel a little better."

already furrowed brow tightened even more, wearing a look of

my aunt comes back, I still won't feel well. That's perfectly normal;

you plan

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unwell too, but this time it's so sudden. I

which subtly revealed her

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it myself." As Shakira spoke, she

up on her intention to sleep and suggested a male voice-over blogger who was singing and playing guitar. His voice was soft and gentle, humming a melody. 'It's actually quite nice! After listening for a while, Shakira clicked

suddenly felt a chill at the back of her

handle it just fine, but you're listening to

coldly furious Walter, and stared blankly. "You haven't left

snorted, sarcastically. "Am I interrupting your listening

soft, and if I listen for a while, maybe I can

his voice is nice and you want to listen, but my voice

blank? Why can't I understand why Walter is suddenly so

voice is nice, and you want me to

in resignation. "Young master has a nice

"Do you have

necessarily; stories work

up

time, without waiting for Walter to speak, Shakira blinked at him expectantly and took the initiative. "Are you going to tell me a story instead of letting me listen to

*****

Skyla couple returned from

using the computer and lowered her voice

his head. "The young

late. I'll go wake Shakira so she doesn't sleep too long. Otherwise, she won't be

gently turned the doorknob. But just as she pushed, the door open, she heard a low, gentle -voice coming from inside the room. It sounded more like...

definitely Shakira's room, but why is Walter inside?' Taking a deep breath, she opened the door wider. Sure enough, Walter's voice grew clearer This time, she could finally hear that he was indeed telling a story, specifically historical tales from his elementary school textbooks. Skyla was extremely surprised and couldn't help but peek in to see more. At last, she saw Shakira curled up in the small bed, sleeping soundly, her cheeks flushed with color. Walter sat at the bedside, one

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it was one of his childhood extracurricular reading