A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Chapter 87

She was in her own apartment. How did Bryson get into her room? How did he know that she was having a fever?

Moreover, things had been weird between them, so it was totally not a good time for them to see each other.

Just as Audrey was about to say something, Bryson shouted towards the door.

"Doctor, we're done here."

A middle-aged female doctor walked in from and skillfully pulled the needle out for Audrey.

Audrey pressed the cotton down on her hand, looking at the doctor gratefully.

"Thank you, doctor."

The female doctor looked at her with a kind smile and said, "You're welcome. How are you feeling now?"

"My head doesn't hurt anymore, and I'm feeling much better now." This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Well, the fever has gone, but ..." The doctor turned to speak to Bryson, "she has a bad cold and may have a fever later. If so, take her to the hospital immediately."

Bryson replied, "Alright!"

"Then I'll leave now. Call me if anything, Mr. Bryson."

"Thank you."

The doctor took her medicine chest and left. Melvin went to see her off.

And he never came back.

Then only Bryson and Audrey were left in the bedroom. The atmosphere became a little awkward.

Audrey suddenly remembered that she had missed her working hours.

"Holy crap! I forgot about my job today. They must be worried."

Audrey picked up her phone and realized that it had powered off.

After returning home last night, she had been so tired that after washing up, she had just gone to sleep and had forgot to charge her phone.

She was going to charge her phone when she remembered that the charger was in the living room.

She looked at Bryson awkwardly and said, "Mr. Bryson, can you help me get the charger for my phone in the living room? My phone is dead. I'm afraid that people at the law firm will be worried."

"I've already informed them of your situation."

"..."

Bryson took Audrey's charger from the coffee table in the living room. Audrey looked at Bryson confusedly while charging her phone.

"Mr. Bryson, how did you know I didn't go to the law firm?"

"We have decided to cooperate with your firm. Your colleague said that you didn't go to work today and they couldn't contact you, so I came to your apartment to take a look."

Audrey curled her lips out of embarrassment.

Then he found she was having a high fever in the apartment alone.

"Well, thank you for today." Audrey looked at Bryson and spoke sincerely.

Bryson asked, "Do you want some water?"

Audrey had felt thirsty. Hearing this, she quickly nodded.

Bryson went out again and then went back with a cup of warm water.

Audrey took it and began to gulp. But she accidentally got choked and coughed fiercely.

Bryson frowned as he took over the cup in her hand and patted her back gently.

"Drink slowly. It's all yours."

Hearing this, Audrey was choked again. She coughed for a while before finally calming down.

Jesus, it had almost killed her.

Bryson withdrew his hand from her back and handed the cup of water back to Audrey.

Audrey drank it and felt much more comfortable.

"Thank you!" Audrey handed the cup back to him awkwardly.

When Bryson went out and came back again, he had a bowl in his hand this time.

"You haven't eaten anything since yesterday. You must be hungry. This is the porridge sent from home. Here you are."

Audrey was so grateful as she took the bowl over.

"Thank you!"

She was really hungry.

Bryson moved to dodge Audrey's hand.

Audrey was confused.

What did he mean by that?

Bryson picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and then put it in front of Audrey.

....

Audrey was startled. Was he going to feed her?

Audrey was flattered and didn't know how to react. After a while, she opened her mouth embarrassedly and ate the porridge.

"Well, Mr. Bryson, let me do it myself."

"The doctor said that you're weak now. Let me do this for you."

After saying that, he put another spoonful of porridge in front of her.

Audrey quickly ate it again.

What the hell! Bryson was feeding her!

However, she was really weak now, and could only "enjoy" it.

But being fed by Bryson was quite stressful.

What were they now?

They were neither lovers nor couples, but Bryson was doing the stuffs that only a boyfriend or husband would do for her.

Forget it. She didn't want to think too much about it now.

After a while, half of the porridge had gone.

Audrey hurriedly stopped him, "Mr. Bryson, I'm full, thank you."

Bryson then took a piece of tissue from the box beside her and reached out towards her mouth.

Audrey quickly grabbed it and wiped her mouth.

"I can do it myself."

Bryson did not say anything. He picked up the bowl and stood up, "Alright. Lay down and rest for a while. Call me if you need anything."

Audrey said, "Mr. Bryson, I'm fine. You should go back to the company. I can take care of myself."

Bryson ignored her.

"I'm right outside."

With that, Bryson closed the bedroom door for Audrey.

"..."

If it weren't for Bryson, she might have died in the apartment alone. So Bryson was kind of her savior. It would be rude if she forcefully chased him away now.

Forget it.

She yawned and felt sleepy again. So she lay down and soon fell into a sweet sleep.

...

In the evening.

Bryson sat in Audrey's small living room, working. Sometimes Bryson would open the bedroom door and look inside.

Audrey was still sleeping soundly on the bed.

Bryson did not disturb her and gently closed the door.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Bryson frowned and turned to walk towards the door.

Just as he unlocked the door, a man rushed in and hugged Bryson tightly, along with his enthusiastic voice.

"Baby, surprise!"

"..."

Hearing the door bell, Audrey got up, opened the bedroom door, just in time to see that. She didn't know how to react.