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The dryer’s noise sounded behind her ear. A gust of warm wind blew through her scalp, and his fingers slid through her hair.
Mireya froze.
Their current situation was very odd.
“You don’t have to dry my hair. I’ll do it myself later. I have long hair, so it’ll take a long time to dry it,” she said as she turned around.
“Turn around and have your porridge. Stop moving around.”
Ryan turned Mireya’s head around. “Do you know that if you don’t dry your hair in time after you wash it, you’ll get frequent headaches in the future? You’re an adult, yet you don’t even know how to take care of yourself.”
Mireya, who was having the flu, looked unhappy at being criticized. “None of your business.”
“If it’s none of my business, whose business is it?” Ryan blew on her face with the dryer.
“Ryan Snow, you’re so annoying.” She extended her hand and thumped on his arm, but it was not hard at all.
Ryan’s body tensed up when he heard her coquettish voice.
He thought to himself that she would end up torturing him to death someday.
Indeed, it was not easy to dry her long hair. It took almost ten minutes before it was completely dry.
Having eaten half of the porridge, Mireya did not want it anymore.
“That’s all?” Ryan frowned. “Eat a little bit more.”
“No. I don’t feel like eating it.” Mireya looked away and curled up on the couch like a kid.
“I cooked the porridge myself, so you should finish it, ” Ryan coaxed her.
Mireya was stunned. “You cooked it?”
“Duh.” Ryan raised his brows. “Food outside is unhygienic.”
Mireya’s mouth parted, and something seemed stuck in her throat. “If I remember correctly, there wasn’t any rice nor meat in the house.”
“I ordered it from a supermarket and had it delivered here. I didn’t dare to go out when you were having a fever, ” Ryan said with a sigh. ” I’ve also bought you tomorrow’s breakfast, so you don’t have to eat out.”
“Are you… planning to sleep here… tonight?” Mireya stuttered.
“Of course.” Ryan laughed. “I’ll stay by your side to look after you. At least I can send you to the hospital in time in case anything happens.”
“No need, ” Mireya said under her breath. “This isn’t my first time having a fever. Back then, I always recovered after a night alone.”
“You didn’t know me back then. If you had known me earlier, you wouldn’t have had to be alone.”
Ryan spooned some porridge. “Open your mouth…”
Looking at his gentle face, she obediently took two spoonfuls of porridge in the end.
“Get some rest. I’ll go downstairs and take a shower.” Ryan rose to his feet.
“Do you… want a change of clothes?” The words escaped Mireya’s mouth as she gazed at his back.
Ryan turned around.
Mireya looked away. “When I was pregnant, Rodney accompanied me here for some time. He has not come here ever since we got a divorce. But there are some clothes here…”
Ryan was stunned, and he felt upset. However, he soon got over it. Her life used to revolve around Rodney, so this house had memories of him.
Nevertheless, Ryan could gradually replace Rodney from now on.
“Sure. Where are the clothes? Since my size is similar to his, the clothes should fit.”
“They’re in the wardrobe in the bedroom next door.
You can sleep there tonight too.”
Ryan went there and opened the wardrobe. His head began to hurt as all the clothes were showy. After taking a bath, he took a set of green pajamas and put them on.
In the bedroom, Mireya was on her phone for a while before she snuggled in her blanket.
Amid her sleep and headache, she felt something cool on her forehead.
She opened her eyes, only to see Ryan sitting beside her under the dim lights. He touched her head and said softly, “You have a fever again. I just put a cooling patch on your forehead.”
“Mm. I can feel something up my chest… I feel like throwing up…”
“Go ahead. You might feel better after throwing up.”
Ryan then brought a trash can to her.
After lying on the bed for some time, Mireya finally threw up everything.
As she was throwing up miserably, she felt a hand patting her on the back gently.
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After Mireya threw up, she began to shiver all over and break into a cold sweat. She looked like she was in a state of prostration.
She shut her eyes and heard busy footsteps in the room. After a while, Ryan went downstairs and soon came up again. He wrapped his arm around her and fed her antipyretic.
Somehow, she eventually fell asleep.
By the time she woke up, the sky was bright, and the heater in the house was switched on.
She slowly sat up, feeling tired. Nevertheless, she was a lot more relaxed and comfortable than before.
Ryan was asleep on the chaise lounge beside her. There was a thin blanket that covered him above his waist. He was wearing a green pajama shirt, which looked familiar to Mireya. Only after a long while did she recall that Rodney used to wear it.
The sunlight poured in through the thin window and shone on his tired, sleeping face. He was deep asleep. His fine, messy hair fell on his brows, making his face look even more clean and handsome.
Mireya was stunned for a while.
She remembered someone staying by her side after she threw up last night.
That person also took her temperature every now and then.
She knew it was him.
Whenever she had a fever back then, she definitely did not dare to sleep as she wished during her fever. That was because if her fever worsened, she might suffer brain damage.
However, she could be so relaxed only because she was subconsciously aware of his presence.
Now that she thought about it, she realized that she was in such a sorry state that night.
She had thrown up so much that even she was disgusted. The house must have smelled bad.
Nevertheless, Ryan did not mind at all and stayed beside her the entire night.
He even cleared the vomit from the trash can.
Her biological brother would never be so gentle and caring.
She lifted her blanket and got up furtively to keep Ryan from waking up.
However, as soon as she closed the bathroom door lightly, the sound woke Ryan up.
He sat up and rubbed his brows. Once he glanced at the light in the bathroom, he immediately understood.
Mireya was unaware that he was awake. Upon seeing that there was no one in the chaise lounge when she came out, she put on a thick pajama shirt and headed downstairs to look for him.
