Boomerang Love

He took off his coat and sat on the bed while massaging his stomach. "Only you could come up with that."

When Naomi saw that Brendan wasn't even taking advantage of her anymore, she poured him a glass of warm water. "With your health condition, you still want to fulfill my dreams?"

She dared to guarantee that if they did anything tonight, he wouldn't be able to leave the bed tomorrow.

Naomi handed the glass of warm water to him before he had the chance to speak. She asked, "If you can't drink, then don't. Who asked you to drain an entire glass?"

Brendan was rubbing his stomach. Naomi didn't even need to ask him. She knew that that glass of white wine must have hurt his stomach.

He probably already felt unwell early on. Otherwise, why would he insist on not taking a single sip? He drank her juice throughout the night.

In addition, he should've told her he was feeling unwell so they could return to the hotel and rest. Why was he wasting his time with them in the bar?

Brenda raised his head when Naomi gave him the glass. He asked, "Are you feeling sorry for me?"

Naomi responded, "If anything happens to you, I need to take care of you in the hospital. I'm feeling sorry for myself."NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Brendan took the glass of water from her and said, "Motherfucker. You don't have a heart."

"Stop scolding me and conserve your energy!"

After Brendan rested for a while, Naomi nagged him to take a shower and sleep early.

When Brendan brought his clothes to the washroom, Naomi recalled how he drained his glass. At last, she called Jason and said, "Jason, your boss is having gastrointestinal problems."

"Noted."

Once he hung up, he sprung into motion.

Brendan was resting in Naomi's room, so he couldn't ask a doctor to go over. Jason also couldn't propose for Brendan to go to the hospital.

Thus, he came knocking at their door with two bags of medicine not long after.

After he put the medicine down, he closed the door and prepared to leave.

Upon seeing that, Naomi ran to the door to ask, "Aren't you going to take him away? You're not going to send him to the hospital?"

She was hoping she could get a good night's sleep alone.

Jason stood outside the room and looked at Naomi seriously while saying, "With you taking care of him, Mr. Ludwig will be fine. Have an early rest, Ms. Goodwin."

After he finished, he helped her close their door and ran away.

Naomi was dumbfounded.

Brendan had really found himself a good secretary and a great driver.

Jason hadn't left for long before Brendan came out after his bath.

Naomi glanced at the medicine on the table. "Your secretary brought these over."

As Brendan looked at the mountain of medicine, the speed at which he dried his hair slowed. He said, "

Naomi, don't..."

Naomi found it hilarious when Brendan looked guilty like this. She asked, "Jason delivered these. Who do you think they're from?"

She continued, "You're slightly disappointed, right?"

When Brendan heard that Jason was the one who delivered the medicine, he relaxed "Why would be disappointed? How did he know my stomach was hurting?"

Sometimes, Brendan also hated how Chloe tried to treat him well with that pitiful look on her face.

Naomi asked, "Who else could've told him, other than me?"

As she spoke, she walked into the bathroom with her clothes

Inside their room, Brendan smiled and continued drying his hair dtm looked like she still cared about him, and was smart enough to not call Chloe over.

Although that situation happened a long time ago, he felt uncomfortable every time he recalled how Naomi asked Chloe to take care of him.

Half an hour later, when Naomi emerged from the bathroom, Brendan was asleep She tiptoed over and glanced at him. It looked like he was indeed feeling unwell today.

After she turned off the lights and got into bed, Brendan suddenly hugged her from behind and pulled her into his embrace.

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