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Eric re-entered the apartment with the business card in hand. After saving Amy's contact on his phone, he put the card away in a drawer.
Remembering that Layla had vomited after breakfast, he hurried into the kitchen to take the fruits he had bought.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe doctor had told him that she could not eat anything cold so he washed the apples and steamed them.
Apples were not as acidic as sof the other fruits and would be perfect for Layla, who was having a stomach ache.
Once the apples were steamed, he took them out and cut them into pieces before carrying the plate of apples into the bedroom. Layla was lying in bed with her phone.
"I bought sfruit. Do you want some?" Eric set the plate down on the nightstand. "Have you taken your medicine?" Layla immediately set her phone down and reached for the plate. After vomiting, her stomach was completely empty and she was starving.
"I took it. Should I have taken it before breakfast? I forgot to take it this morning," Layla said as she took a bite out of an apple slice. "Why is it warm?" "You can't eat anything cold right now." Eric sat down on a chair next to the bed. "I forgot to remind you about the medicine." "It's fine. What did you buy? Are you going to cook lunch as well? You can just order food, you know." Layla felt much better after eating.
"I will make you pasta for lunch!" Eric said. "Don't get out of bed. I will bring the food in later once it's ready." Sensing that Eric might be aware of her vomiting after breakfast, Layla paused for a moment and asked, "Did Amy say something to you?" "You need to be careful. You can walk around once you stop vomiting." Eric did not answer her question directly. "If you keep vomiting, I will call the doctor again." "I already feel much better than I did last night." "You are definitely going to recover, but, in the meantime, you need to rest." Eric glanced at her face and stood up. "I will bring you something to remove the makeup." Layla wanted to tell him that she could remove the makeup later at night, but Eric headed out of the bedroom before she could say anything.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShortly after, Eric returned with the makeup remover, a hair tie, and scotton pads.
"Here. I will bring you a bucket of water." He set everything down on the nightstand before heading into the bathroom.
Layla watched as he hurried back and forth while tying her hair. "If I stop vomiting later, you should go home! I can just order food late at night." Eric stepped out with a bucket of water and drawled, "I will go honce you fully recover." "I thought you said that it would take a week? Are you going to stay here for a week?" Layla soaked the cotton pads with the makeup remover.
"If you don't wanthere, you need to tell your family about this. I don't want you to stay here on your own," Eric said. "Ordering food from restaurants isn't sanitary." "It's not that I don't want you here, but your girlfriend is definitely going to be upset if she finds out!" Layla wiped her face roughly before tossing the cotton pads into the trash can. Eric soaked a clean towel in the water and squeezed it dry, before handing it to her. "You don't have to worry about that. Just focus on getting better." "Okay..." She wiped her face with the damp towel, and Eric handed her a second towel.
"Is your girlfriend in Bridgedale? Long distance relationships must be tough, right?" Layla took the second towel and covered her face with it.
Since the towel was warm, it felt good on the skin. Worried that she might suffocate herself, Eric immediately took the towels away. "You are still ill. Just focus on getting better, and stop thinking about things you should be thinking about."