Chapter 380


    Chapter 380 It rained so heavilyst night that when dawn broke, the whole world seemed to have


    changed.


    Ste did not get a good night‘s sleep at all, but she still woke up very early that morning. She tried to


    stretch her body but found herself tightly enveloped by a scorching warmth.


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    As her mind was still muddled by slumber, she was stunned and confused by this, but she soon realized


    that the source of that warmth was the man beside her.


    Weston‘s body had always been naturally warmer than hers. Everytime he held her in his arms, she felt


    as if she was leaning against the firece. But the heat was a little higher than usual today.


    Ste opened her eyes and leaned over to ce her hand on Weston‘s forehead. The heat almost


    scalded her skin. She frowned. Was he running a fever? Weston was awakened by Ste‘s touch. “What


    time is it?” he asked, his voice hoarse and his brows knitted. “Eight in the morning,” she replied, noticing


    that his voice was huskier than usual, besides also being croaky. “How are you feeling? Are you sick?”


    Weston did not answer her, but there was a thin wry smile on his face. He opened his eyes and stared at


    her. Though he looked flushed and sickly, it took nothing away from his handsomeness at all.


    “Are you kidding me?” he asked. “Me? Sick?”


    Weston was practically never sick. Thest time he remembered being ill was so long ago that he could


    not remember how old he was back then. His stamina had always been above average. That, coupled


    with his acute intelligence, was what made him so invincible and powerful in the world of business.


    Whether in terms of brains or brawn, Weston always came out on top.


    Ste fell silent for a while until she finally said, “But you‘re just a normal human being made of flesh and


    bones. What‘s so strange about you getting sick?”


    She did not understand why Weston had to act so tough. Everyone would get sick sometimes. Wasn‘t


    that just a fact of life? She could have sworn that he even sounded embarrassed for getting sick


    Weston closed his eyes and said nothing. He put his hand on his forehead and sensed that his


    temperature was indeed higher than normal. He probably caught a cold because he had been in the rain


    last night, and when he got home, he went straight to bed without drying his hair.


    Nevertheless, he was still reluctant to admit it. “I‘m fine,” he insisted before sitting up in bed and reaching


    his hand out to pull Ste into his arms and give her a morning kiss.


    This had been a habit of his every morning. In the past, Ste was the one who asked him to


    give her a morning kiss before going to work, but Weston rarely spent the whole night with her back then.


    He would just leave her right after sex ánd sleep elsewhere, so he rarely ever woke up next to her, much


    less gave her a morning kiss. Yet now, he would always sleep with her in his arms any chance he could


    get, and the first thing he would do every morning after waking up was to give her a kiss, sometimes


    even a deep passionate kiss. But he was a little hesitant today. He drew back his arms before he even


    touched Ste, then just sat there leaning against the headboard.


    “I‘m not going to work today,” he announced. Can you get the notebook from my study and bring it here,


    please? I‘ll be working from home.”


    “... And you still expect me to believe that you‘re not sick?” she teased him.


    Weston was not sure if it had anything to do with how she tried to suffocate himst night, but he noticed


    that she seemed much gentler and moreplying this morning than she usually was. She was even


    afraid to look straight into his eyes when she spoke.


    Though he noticed all this, he still refused to remember what happenedst night. He did not mind


    pretending that Ste never tried to kill him.