Your Love Is But a Dream

Alexander was just as surprised to see Wren. He raised an eyebrow, a trace of mockery in his gaze.

“What are you doing here?”

“I was about to ask you the same thing,” Wren replied, bypassing lum and casting a glance at Clara, who was looking over at him.

Lowering his voice, he continued, “I tested you that I don’t need you coming to the hospital I can take care of her myself.”

“She’s my friend. Whether I come or not is none of your business,” Alexander shot back without hesitation.

With that, he stepped aside, turning to walk back to his seat.

Wren watched his retreating back, took a deep breath, and forced a faint smile. His expression quickly returned to its usual calm as he entered the room. “Clara. I made you some sweet potato congee, the kind you like. Try it.“.

“Alexander already bought me brealdast. You can have it yourselt,” clara quicly replied.

Wren glanced at the unopened food on the table, clearly packed from a nearby shop

of things, Alexander had just arrived, so Clara hadn’t had a chance to

“Didn’t I tell you before that those street foods aren’t sanitary? You’re sick right now

up a small tray for Clara, and carefully arranged the food, completely

but after tasting his own attempt, he gave

brealdast he’d bought was from a few different shops that had finally agreed

Wren in some discomfort. She was about to say she’d prefer to eat the food Alexander had brought since he had gone out of his way to get it for her, not wanting to disappoint him.

could speak, Alexander interrupted, “You should eat what he

up the food from the table. He

likely be the most suitable for Clara’s current health. Alexander wasn’t petty

him and Wren? Had something happened between them? she looked back and forth between the two but couldn’t

gets cold,”

scrutinizing the two and silently

moment, no one spoke. The atmosphere in the

glanced at Wien, then said, “I have something to talor care of. I’ll step