Love After a Steamy Affair-Chapter 330 - : Can You Hug Me?

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Chapter 330: Can You Hug Me?

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His gaze was too cold. She said in a hoarse voice, “I…” I’m too thirsty.”

Gabriel passed her the cup of hot water in his hand. She took it and drank half of the cup in one go. Her throat was moistened and felt much more comfortable.

Mrs. Winstead came in with a bowl of porridge. When she saw that Serenity’s complexion had improved a little, she heaved a sigh of relief. “Young Madam, your fever reached 39 degrees today. It was really scary.”

“It must be because I was caught in the rain last night,” said Serenity as she forced a pale smile.

At the mention of last night’s rain incident, Gabriel’s expression turned even colder. Serenity and Mrs. Winstead could sense his displeasure and both of them remained silent.

Mrs. Winstead wanted to feed her porridge but Serenity took the bowl from her hands. “I’ll do it myself.”

Seeing that she had nothing to do, Mrs. Winstead left.

Serenity ate her porridge quietly while Gabriel sat back on the sofa, using his laptop to handle his emails. The silence in the room was broken by the ringing of his phone. Gabriel took his phone and walked towards the balcony.

Serenity looked at the man on the balcony through the French window. He stood with his back facing her, and his tall figure seemed to blend into the night. f(r)eenovelkiss.com

She glanced at the pile of documents on the table next to the sofa. In her sleep, she seemed to have heard Mrs. Winstead come in and say that Caleb was here. These documents must have been sent by Caleb.

Had he been absent from the office and accompanying her all day instead?

She vaguely remembered that someone seemed to have used water to wipe her body. His body smelled of tobacco.

If he didn’t go to work today, he would be the one wiping her body. She wasn’t dreaming.

When she was alone in California, she would ask her roommates to help her apply for leave when she was sick, or she would muddle through when the teacher called for attendance before going back to sleep in the dormitory wrapped in a blanket.

If it was too serious, she would go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine. No one cared about her and no one stayed by her bed.

Those three years were lonely and she had given up on herself. It was also the most difficult time.

Gabriel returned to the room after answering the call. He saw Serenity staring at him in a daze. He frowned slightly and walked up to her. He saw that the bowl in her hand was empty. He asked, “Do you still want more?”

Her nose turned sour. She shook her head and placed the bowl of porridge on the bedside table. She looked up at him and asked hoarsely, “Can you hug me?”

Gabriel stared into her bright black eyes. Her eyes were clear and his figure was reflected in them. Under her expectant yet careful gaze, he held her shoulders and hugged her.

He was standing while she was sitting, so her head was just above his stomach. She reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, feeling his body temperature.

After hugging for a while, Gabriel let go of her but her arms were still wrapped around his waist, refusing to let go. Gabriel did not say a word and allowed her to hug him.

A few more minutes later, she finally let go of him. Mrs. Winstead brought food in. Serenity thought that she was bringing it to her so she said, “Mrs.

Winstead, I don’t want to eat anymore.”

“This is for Young Master,” said Mrs. Winstead as she placed the food on the table beside the sofa.

“Why haven’t you eaten yet?” Serenity looked at Gabriel.

Instead of answering, Gabriel noticed that Serenity was only wearing her pajamas and was not covering herself up well enough. So he walked over to the heater switch and turned up the heat. Then, he grabbed the thermometer and checked her temperature with it.

“I was busy.”

“Young Madam, you have been asleep all this time so you don’t know, but because pregnant women cannot take much medication, Young Master has been….”