Chapter 593


    Natasha slept soundly through the entire day until the morning after.


    To her, nothing was more restful than deep, uninterrupted sleep.


    Feeling much better upon waking, Natasha stretched and was about to head to the bathroom when


    the door was pushed open softly to admit Keh, who entered with a tray.


    He walked over, tenderness filling his eyes when he saw that she was awake. “You''re up just in


    time,” he said gently as he seated himself beside her.


    Natasha was one of those people who would have a meal before bed and have another


    immediately upon waking up.


    She pushed herself up to a seated position and frowned as she did so. “How did you manage to


    time it so perfectly?”


    Keh gazed at her with a bowl of oatmeal in his hand. “Denise had already eaten your sharest


    night, but this is today''s meal. You may not have the strength to stand if you skip this one too.”


    “Don''t exaggerate,” Natasha muttered in response.


    Keh said nothing but stared at her instead.


    “Fine, I''ll eat. Let me do a quick wash-up, and I''ll have it right after,” Natasha said in exasperation


    before getting up.


    Keh''s words came true a momentter. A spell of dizziness overcame her as soon as she got to


    her feet, and her vision became speckled with spots. It was fortunate that Keh caught her in


    time. “How are you feeling?”


    Natasha steadied herself before answering, “I''m fine. I must have gotten up too quickly.”


    Keh studied her. “You think I''m making a big deal out of nothing,” he said softly, “but you''ve


    never known the feeling of losing too much blood.” As he spoke, he pressed Natasha firmly back in


    bed. “Finish your meal, then wash up,” he ordered, emphasizing every word.


    Natasha was about to protest, but she decided against it as she still felt heavy in her head.


    She gazed at Keh while he fed her one spoonful at a time. “I can manage on my own.”


    “All by yourself?” Keh asked, a hint of mischief shing across his raised brows.


    Natasha shrugged and surrendered to Keh feeding her. Fine. I might as well y and look the


    part of a sick person.


    “By the way, is Thalia awake?” she asked suddenly.


    “Not yet,” Keh replied, his voice low.


    Natasha frowned. She was about to say something when Keh continued, “I don''t want your first


    words in the morning to be of concern for another man.”


    Natasha was rendered speechless.


    “Spencer is just a friend,” Natasha said, staring at him.


    Keh nodded. “I know.”


    “Why are you still jealous, then?”


    “I do know, but it doesn''t stop me from feeling jealous,” Keh said as he gazed fixedly at her.


    Natasha did not understand much about men, but she knew when to save her breath.


    Besides, she would have been able to guess as much even if he did not say a word—Spencer was


    not going to take a step away before Thalia awoke.


    Upon arriving at that thought, she decided to have her meal, then go over for a look.


    Natasha then became more amodating about her meal by eating whatever was asked of her,


    even wolfing down her food with ardor.


    In just a few minutes, she consumed everything Keh had brought her.


    “Will this do?” Natasha asked as she showed him her empty tes.


    Keh grunted in response.


    “I''ll go wash up, then,” Natasha announced.


    He grabbed hold of her just as she was about to get to her feet.


    Natasha turned to face him.


    “Take a break after your meal. You can goter,” Keh said.


    “Surely that''s not necessary?” Natasha asked.


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    “It is,” Keh affirmed.


    Natasha could not protest her way out of that.


    Keh did not show any signs of leaving. Instead, he stayed by her.


    Natasha leaned back. She never realized what a torturous thing it was being in bed and wanted


    nothing more than to get up and move about.


    “Aren''t you going to send the dishes back down?” Natasha asked, staring at him.


    “I don''t need to,” Keh replied. “Somebody will collect themter.”


    “Shouldn''t you go out and make sure of that, then?” she asked after a startled pause.


    “No need. Everything''s fine out there. My main priority is to care for you,” Keh announced.


    At a loss for words, Natasha resigned to ncing at the clock every so often from the bed while


    simmering in the agony of every passing second.


    As was often the case of people, lying in bed was only a luxury when they could do so as they


    pleased.


    When there were limits imposed, however, it was akin toying on a bed of nails.


    Keh could tell what Natasha was thinking, though he did not expose her. Instead, he merely sat


    beside her with a smile on his lips.


    “Where are the triplets?” Natasha asked in search of a different topic.


    “Still asleep,” Keh answered.


    “Did you sleepst night?”


    “I did for a while,” he replied.


    “Where did you sleep?” Natasha pressed on, one question after another.


    Keh paused with his gaze fixed on her. “Beside you.”


    Natasha froze. “Beside me? How did I not know about it?”


    “You slept deeply as you were too frail and tired. Naturally, you would not have known.”


    After beating around the bush, the conversation returned once again to that subject.


    Natasha sighed helplessly as she gazed at him.


    This must be what they call the burden of love.


    She sat in bed and pondered for a long time. asionally, she nced at Keh as if having


    thought of a good excuse. “I''d been asleep for too long, and I''ll get a headache if I sleep any longer.


    I want to go for a walk and get some fresh air.”


    Though it was an excuse she had concocted, Keh could not refuse it.


    He nodded while keeping his gaze on her. “All right. I''ll keep youpany.”


    So be it, as long as I get to go out for a walk.


    Natasha got to her feet.


    Having learned her lesson, she rose gingerly this time. Possibly due to the difference in having a


    fuller belly, she was feeling much stronger. Though her vision still blurred when she stood up, she


    no longer felt dizzy.


    Keh held her arm. “How are you feeling?”


    “I''m fine.” Natasha smiled at him. When she was about to take a step forward, Keh promptly


    scooped her up in his arms and headed into the bathroom.


    Natasha red at him. “What are you doing?”


    “I''m bringing you to wash up.”


    “I can manage on my own.”


    “You wouldn''t be taking such tiny steps if you really could manage,” said Keh wryly.


    Natasha turned to him with narrowed eyes. “Aren''t you afraid of spoiling me, Keh?”


    Keh lowered his gaze to meet hers. “What low expectations you have toward men, Nat. Do you


    think you would be spoiled just from this?”


    Natasha nodded. “It would be enough to do that to me.”


    “Not for me. I told you before, Nat. I will make up for what I owe slowly. This is just the beginning.”


    They arrived in the bathroom as he spoke, and Keh set her down.


    He followed her from the mirror to the far end. “What do you think? Do you need me to help you


    wash up?” he whispered in her ear.