Sweeping her off her feet, he carried her to the bed.
They spent the entire morning on the bed.
Only when Lucinda grew weary and drifted off to sleep did he release her.
Nathan carried her to the bathroom, bathed her, helped her slip into a nightgown, and carefully settled her back into bed.
âHave a good sleep.
What would you like for lunch? How about some chicken soup?â
âI want seafood soup.
â In a low voice, Lucinda responded, feeling exhausted.
âAlright, Iâll prepare it for you,â Nathan replied with satisfaction and gently stroked her face.
He then slipped on his slippers and rose from the bed.
However, as he stood up, a veil of black mist seemed to cloud his vision.
In a matter of seconds, he found himself unable to see anything.
In order to avoid an awkward fall, he collapsed back onto the bed.
After a few minutes, the ominous darkness gradually dissipated, and his sight returned.
He stared at his hand in disbelief.
Could it be An indication that the virus in his body had begun to spread again?
The antidote Kyson providedâ¦
âNate, whatâs on your mind?â
With drowsy eyes, Lucinda reached out and lightly pulled at the edge of his clothes, interrupting his thoughts.
Nathan turned around and held her hand.
âItâs nothing.
I was just contemplating what to cook for you.
â
âNow that youâve received proper training in Forden, youâve become quite the cook.
I enjoy whatever you make,â she muttered with a smile.
Oh, and our employment agreement is still in effect.
â
Nathanâs expression turned grim.
Her mention of the painful memory of being coerced into signing the employment agreement darkened his mood.
He pulled up the covers and pressed himself against her.
âAre you planning to keep me enslaved for a few more months?â
With half-closed eyes, she giggled.
âNo.
The name on the agreement was Nathaniel Roberts.
It doesnât involve you.
â
Besides, things had changed.
She didnât want to treat him badly anymore.