Chapter 153


    Chapter 153 Birthday Celebration


    In all honesty, I was worried about running into the paparazzi if I brought the ravioli to Nichs. However,


    how could I possibly turn down a kind, olddy who was only eager to celebrate her grandson’s


    birthday?


    As such, I eventually eded to Monica’s request. It’s fine. I’ll just be extra careful when I get there.


    After dinner, I had nned on staying to chat with Monica, only to have her insist that I leave early so the


    ravioli wouldn’t turn cold.


    Soon, I bade my goodbye and left for Nichs’ ce.


    Along the way, I chanced upon a cake shop, which gave me an idea. Since it’s his birthday, it wouldn’t be


    right to show up without a cake, would it?


    Having made up my mind, I went ahead and bought a chocte mousse cake, not even knowing if


    Nichs would like it or not.


    With ravioli and a cake in tow, I realized it would be better to ask Nichs for his whereabouts lest I


    made a trip in vain.


    “Hey, Nichs, it’s me. Are you still on set?”


    “No, I’m not feeling too well, so I’m staying home today,” Nichs replied while coughing. “What’s the


    matter?”


    He was coughing so much that I could not help but worry about his condition. “What’s wrong with you?


    Down with a cold?”


    “Yes, but it’s not serious.”


    Given how badly he was coughing, there was no way I would have believed him.


    “So you’re at home in South Hill? Have you taken medicine?”


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    Nichs once again went into a coughing fit before croaking, “I’ve run out of cold medicine at home. I fell


    asleep in the afternoon and haven’t gone out to buy more.”


    Well, that’s not right. I can’t let a patient head out to get his own medicine.


    “All right. Just stay home and rest. I’ll get your medicine. Anyway, your grandmother has also asked me


    to bring something to you. Let the security guards know I’ll be popping by soon. I don’t want to be stuck


    outside.”


    “Okay. I’ll wait for you.”


    As soon as I ended the call, I popped into the nearest pharmacy and ended up with a few types of


    medicines since I was not sure about Nichs’ exact symptoms.


    With all the necessary items finally in hand, I hailed a cab and made my way to his vi in South Hill.


    My worries about running into paparazzi also gradually dissipated as I realized how much tighter the


    security at Nichs’ vi was,pared to that on sets.


    The moment the cab pulled in front of the vi, I immediately got out and walked toward the guardhouse.


    “You must be Ms. Zti,” the security guard greeted politely. “Mr. Scott has already informed me of your


    visit. Pleasee in; I’ll send you to Mr. Scott’s vi.”


    My head was reeling and it took a moment for me to regainposure. “Ahh… T-Thank you so much.


    Sorry to trouble you.”


    This vi sure is different! Not only are the security guards more professional, but they even send you


    right to the doorstep!


    Before long, the guard had dropped me off at the vi entrance where Nichs was already patiently


    waiting.


    “How did you know I’ve arrived?” I asked curiously.


    Nichs gave a little chuckle. “The guard notified me as soon as you stepped out of the cab. That was


    why when I heard the sounds outside, I knew it had to be you.”


    “Oh, I see… Hey, I don’t need your help with these! They aren’t heavy at all. You’re the patient, for


    goodness’ sake. I’ve got this!” I eximed and hastily turned away when Nichs tried to reach for my


    shopping bags.


    Once I entered the living room, my gaze immediately fell onto the pile of nkets on the couch. “Have


    you been sleeping on the couch the whole afternoon? You’re quite the stubborn patient, aren’t you?”


    “Oh, give me a break. I was too tired and ended up here in my daze.”


    “Well, I’m d you still remembered to fetch a nket in your daze,” I chided. “Nichs, you have to


    take better care of yourself. If Mrs. Scott finds out about this, she’s going to give you an earful!”


    “Haha, why else do you think I kept it from her? Now you have to help me keep it a secret too. By the


    way, you said Grandma had something for me. What is it?”


    I smacked my forehead as I suddenly recalled the food that Monica wanted me to deliver.


    Without hesitation, I handed the lunchbox to Nichs before pointing at the cake I had bought. “It’s your


    birthday, so Mrs. Scott made your favorite ravioli and asked me to bring them to you. I even bought a


    cake on the way here. I hope you like chocte.”


    Nichs gave me a quizzical look. “My birthday?”


    “Oh, my. Don’t tell me you forgot about it? Mrs. Scott said she has always celebrated your birthday early


    instead of on the exact day.”


    Still somewhat perplexed, Nichs had to check the date on his phone before everything finally became


    clear to him.


    “Argh! I did forget about it. In the past, Grandma would always remind me, but I’ve just been too busy


    this year.”


    I pushed the ravioli toward him and broke into a wide grin. “It’s still not toote to remember it. Go on, eat


    your food before it turns cold. I’ve had it earlier and it was delicious. Mrs. Scott said you love her


    homemade ravioli the most.”


    Nichs nodded with a smile and happily tucked into his dinner, scoffing down everything in just a blink


    of an eye.


    From the looks of it, he did indeed love his grandmother’s ravioli. I also wouldn’t be surprised if that was


    his first meal of the day.


    “All right, give your grandmother a call,” I reminded. “I’ll get the cake ready and you can take your


    medicine after.”


    Nichs nodded and promptly did as instructed.


    I went ahead and got everything ready for Nichs’ birthday celebration, cing the cake on the coffee


    table and topping it with candles.


    After a while, Nichs passed his phone to me, “Here, Grandma wants to talk to you.”


    “Hi, Mrs. Scott,” I said cheerily. “I’m proud to say that the ravioli has been safely delivered and consumed


    by Nichs.”


    Monica burst outughing on the other end of the phone before replying, “Good! Nothing makes me


    happier than that. Lili, spend more time with him tonight, will you? When the two of you are free, do visit


    me together.”


    “No problem. Rest early, Mrs. Scott. Bye!”


    As I handed the phone back to Nichs, I remarked, “Your grandmother really misses you a lot.”


    “I know. Once I’ve finished filming, I’ll take a break and spend time with Grandma.”


    I nodded in approval before getting him to turn off the lights for the celebration.


    Soon, we were both gazing at the lit candles in the dark room.


    “Time to blow out the candles,” I said after serenading Nichs with the mandatory birthday song. “Oh,


    don’t forget to make your wish!”


    Nichs closed his eyes for almost three seconds before blowing the candles out and turning the lights


    back on.


    “Okay, birthday boy, go ahead and cut the cake.”


    With that, Nichs deftly cut his cake and handed me a slice. “Liliana, thank you so much for celebrating


    my birthday with me.”


    I waved a dismissive hand at him and chortled. “You’re wee. Your grandmother entrusted me with


    this task so I’m determined not to fail her. Besides, we’re friends.”


    After taking a nce around the living room, I added, “By the way, why are you on your own? Where’s


    Jake? Shouldn’t he be helping to take care of you?”


    “Well, Jake-”


    Before Nichs could finish his sentence, his phone rang.