The Woman From Hell

As my mood was ruined after meeting Sylvester, I stood outside my apartment for a long time without opening the door.

I wiped my face, trying to keep myself awake, but my mind was in a haze. I did not know what was going on either.

"Wanda?"

A familiar voice sounded behind me, and I turned around to look. "Neil?"

It seemed like it had been a long time since I saw him.

He came up to me, a warm smile on his face. "What's wrong? I saw you standing outside your apartment for a long time without going in."

"I feel a little weak." I leaned against the door, pursing my dry lips.

Neil looked at me, anxiety flashing across his face. "You don't look too good. Are you ill?"

He felt my forehead as he said that. His hand was cool, and it felt good.

In the next second, however, my gaze went dark. I lost consciousness after hearing Neil call my name.

When I woke up again, I found myself on the bed in the room with a towel on my forehead.

I quickly sat up and looked around. It was without a doubt my room.

Neil smiled. "You're awake. And just in

the moment I lost consciousness. He must have brought

to my mind. Relieved, I finally got out of bed and walked

and veggies. I had the doctor come over just now. He said you're so thin that the wind could blow you away. That's why you were burning up. I lowered your temperature with a cold towel. Take this

before

you. Sorry to have troubled you to take care of me." I picked up the spoon and stirred it through the oats, my

very tired all over, presumably because I had been under

also sat down as he

been difficult for you recently, but you can only get through it by maintaining a healthy

"I know that."

statement. There's no way I

Neil blinked.

quite similar to Marius

doctor were you

to our house to treat us. I'll

not ask anymore, still stirring the

eat the

them. Or do

you? I'm happy to do it for you," Neil