Chapter 3

I got up to go to the bedroom, feeling dizzy.

Although I hadn't eaten, my stomach was churning with discomfort.

I touched my forehead, feeling feverish.

The thermometer showed 40 degrees.

Probably due to excessive sadness and a cold.

The cold medicine at home was all gone.

There were some ginger pieces in the kitchen, so I decided to make some ginger tea.

After finishing everything, I was about to carry it out.

Suddenly, he wrapped his big hands around my waist from behind.

I was startled by the sudden hug.

The hot ginger tea slipped from my hands.

Crashing directly onto the floor, leaving a shocking red mark on my foot.

Declan's brows furrowed with a hint of anger.

"Nora Johnson, why are you always so clumsy? Are those five years of housework wasted?"

The pain left me speechless, sweat beading on my forehead.

Seeing that I was really in pain, he still crouched down to check my foot.

"Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."

He grabbed my hand, picked up the car keys from the table.

And took me to the underground garage.

This car was something we bought when we got married.

To buy it, I didn't even ask for a dowry.

Because Declan wanted a nice car, he said it would be impressive for business.

And I just agreed.

But this car seemed to become Phoebe's exclusive ride.

Whenever she wanted to go somewhere, a single call was enough for Declan to be her driver.

Seeing the trinkets all over the passenger seat.

I froze in place for a moment.

"What are you waiting for? Get in the car."

I was still standing by the car, and he was already in the driver's seat.

Completely forgetting that my foot was injured.

I glanced at the blistering wound on my foot.

Struggling to open the car's back door.

Just then, Declan's phone rang.

After hearing the contents, his face was full of worry.

I hadn't even sat down yet, and he immediately ordered me out.

"You go to the hospital yourself. Poppy got scared watching a horror movie, I need to be with her."

My whole body froze midair, not knowing what to do.

But he had already made the decision for me.

He roughly pulled me out of the back seat.

Then sped away from the garage.

He disappeared from my sight like a gust of wind.

But I was already used to it, skillfully hailing a cab to go to the hospital myself.