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 La had vomited after breakfast, he hurried into the kitchen to take the fruits he had bought.


    The 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 some of the other fruits and would be perfect for La, who was having a stomach ache. Once the apples were steamed, he took them out and cut them into pieces before carrying the te of apples into the bedroom. La was lying in bed with her phone.


    "I bought some fruit. Do you want some?" Eric set the te down on the nightstand. "Have you taken your medicine?"N?velDrama.Org owns this.


    La immediately set her phone down and reached for the te. After vomiting, her stomach waspletely empty and she was starving.


    "I took it. Should I have taken it before breakfast? I forgot to take it this morning," La 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." La 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 inter once it''s ready."


    Sensing that Eric might be aware of her vomiting after breakfast, La 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 didst night."


    "You are definitely going to recover, but, in the meantime, you need to rest." Eric nced at her face and stood up. "I will bring you something to remove the makeup." La wanted to tell him that she could remove the makeupter at night, but Eric headed out of the bedroom before she could say anything.


    Shortly after, Eric returned with the makeup remover, a hair tie, and some cotton pads.


    "Here. I will bring you a bucket of water." He set everything down on the nightstand before heading into the bathroom.


    La watched as he hurried back and forth while tying her hair. "If I stop vomitingter, you should go home! I can just order foodte at night."


    Eric stepped out with a bucket of water and drawled, "I will go home once you fully recover."


    "I thought you said that it would take a week? Are you going to stay here for a week?" La soaked the cotton pads with the makeup remover.


    "If you don''t want me here, 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!" La 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 rtionships must be


    tough, right?" La 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 step thinking about things you should be thinking about."