Chapter 137 Who dared disturbing her sleep? (1/2)

It took Jeremy almost two days before his fever broke. And no one even realized when he started to wake up. Either they were too tired after working their hardest to take care of him and the house, or still in the office, taking over the business while praying hard for him to get well soon so he could handle his own work (Mika). Mei Li, on the other hand, went back to the agency to help with Ryn's matter. Even Jacob, Jeremy's assistant joined her to solve Ryn's problem as Ryn's focus was on him 100%.

Nothing else is important except his health. Not even her reputation as a model!

During these two days, Ryn barely ate her meal. She just forced herself a spoon or two of porridge and a glass of milk before told everyone to continue their work while she took care of Jeremy.

It was almost 10.00 am when his fingers started to move, his eyeballs started to move beneath his closed lids.

Slowly he started to gain his consciousness. His eyes opened slowly but quickly closed them back. His head felt so heavy. His entire body was in pain and at the same time, he felt so weak, weaker than a baby.

The second time he opened back his eyes, he was still feeling weak but he forced himself to stay awake. At first, everything was blurry but soon enough he managed to see clearly. It seemed like he was lying on his bed.

But he clearly... well... he remembered he was standing in front of Ryn's room before everything turned black. Had the servants brought him to his room?

Ryn!

He finally remembered the most important thing. Ryn. His Ryn. Was Ryn still angry at them? Was she still locking herself in the room? What time is it now? Had Ryn have her meals yet?

He started to move, planning to go check on Ryn in her room before he finally noticed something.

Someone was lying next to him on the bed!

Slowly, he turned his head and his trembling hand lifted the blanket off the person's face. He could not smell at all so he could not guess who the person was without looking at the face.

Please don't let it be anyone else except Ryn...

Before his eyes landed on the face, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He even prayed loudly in his heart. Please let it be Ryn. He just wanted to sleep next to Ryn. Not anyone else but Ryn. Please let it be Ryn.

Gulping hard, his eyes finally looked at the person's face. He almost lost a life right there and then. Despite still weak and in pain, he managed to smile. His prayer was answered. The person lying beside him, sleeping so deeply she did not even stir despite his movement, was Ryn. His Ryn.

His hand caressed her face. His brows almost touched each other in a frown seeing the darkness under her eyes. Was she so busy until she did not have enough sleep? He could even see her eyebags so big there.

”My love, sleep more,” he whispered.

Carefully, he adjusted her body so she would drab on him. Once he felt her familiar warmth close to his own body, he closed his eyes and fell asleep. He felt peaceful now. Nothing else matter.

The third time he woke from his deep peaceful sleep was because of the disturbance outside. He opened his eyes irritatingly, growling deep from his chest when the sound getting louder and louder.

Didn't they know better than disturbing Ryn in sleep?

He looked at the door but it was tightly closed. He was too weak to lift his body and his throat too painful to speak. He opened his mouth to speak but he ended up coughing instead.

”Hmm...?”

His worried eyes travelled back to Ryn who was stirring, slowly waking up.

He was right. She was awakened because of that noise! He would see who dared making that noise and would reduce their salary. How dared they disturbing his Ryn's sleep!

”Hmm... J? Are you awakened?” she asked sleepily.

He did not answer, just looking at her quietly. But the quietness was ruined by his coughs.

”You must be thirsty,” she rubbed the sleepy away from her eyes and reached for a glass of water on the nightstands. She always made sure there was a glass of water prepared on the nightstands for him when he wakes up.

He took the glass from her and drank everything quickly. His throat felt better now but he was still feeling weak and hurt all over his body. He kept quiet about the pain, not wanting to worry her. All he wanted was gazing at her the whole time, holding her close to him. Nothing else was important. Not even his health.

Once he handed back the glass and she returned it back onto the nightstands, she placed a hand on his forehead and another on her own forehead. She frowned as she compared their temperature.