NovelEnglishChapter 172 I didn't bother asking who the woman with Jefferson was. From her getup and makeup, it was clear she wasn't his serious girlfriend, just a fleeting companion in his journey.
After Jefferson left, I turned my attention back to my bowl, only to find that Ernest had already finished the shaved ice.
"Let's grab something else to eat," Ernest suggested, without a hint of politeness.
Gritting my teeth, I agreed, "Fine." Next, Ernest ledto a food stand where he ordered us both a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup. This time, he didn't touch mine, probably because it was hot.
It seemed he wasn't keen on the shaved ice earlier; he just didn't wantoverindulging.
Despite his rough edges, Ernest genuinely cared for me.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter finishing our chicken noodle soup, we continued our stroll, passing by pet shops and florists.
Eventually, I bought Ernest two potted plants. "Your place needs a touch of homeliness. These should brighten it up and bring in spositive vibes." "Am I not 'manly' enough for you?" he teased.
If Ernest wasn't the epitof masculinity, I doubted anyone could be.
"Consider it a boost of floral scent then; may it bring you luck in love," I teased, only to see him flash a knowing smile.
I had a hunch his smile hid a deeper meaning, so before he could speak, I quickly cut him off, "Don't you say a word." Obediently, he stayed silent.
With the plants in tow, we kept exploring until midnight, yet the streets remained lively and bustling. Considering Ernest had work the next day, I suggested, "Let's head back." "You don't want to keep looking around?" he asked.
"Nah, I'm beat," I yawned, pretending to be wiped out.
As we made our way back, Ernest remained quiet, and I was too distracted by the array of street food and trinkets to notice anything was amiss.
That was until I spotted a beautiful flower crown and playfully tried it on. "Does it look good?" There was no response from behind me. Turning around, I noticed Ernest's complexion was off.
Still, he nodded, his gaze fixed on the flower crown. "Looks nice." "You don't look well," I approached him, concerned. "What's wrong? Are you feeling okay?" I noticed the sweat on his forehead and grabbed his wrist. "Are you sick?" "My stomach feels off," he admitted without hiding anything.
The image of him eating shaved ice flashed through my mind. "Did the shaved ice upset your stomach?" He hesitated before softly acknowledging it.
At that moment, I grew angry. "How long have you been in pain?" "All this while..." I raised my hand as if to strike him but instead, urgently pulled him along. "We're going to the hospital." Ernest didn't follow my lead initially instead, he pulledback, and before knew it, he had paid for the flower crown through a quick transaction on his phone.
I hadn't intended to buy it, but now that he had paid, I had no choice but to wear it.
Despite his pallor, I couldn't dwell on the small stuff, quickly guiding him to the hospital.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGiven the late hour, I wasn't sure we'd find a suitable doctor, so I tried calling Fanny. Unfortunately, Fanny didn't pick up, leavingno choice but to take him to the emergency room.
After a consultation and examination, Ernest was diagnosed with acute gastroenteritis and needed an IV. I couldn't leave Ernest, especially since he was suffering because of me.
Sitting with him in the IV room, the vulnerably amusing in his discomfort.
I couldn't resist taking a photo of him with my phone, but Ernest t me. He reached out, thel caught me. "Stop it." to "You're the one who needs to stop," I dodged him playfully.
Our playful struggle was surprisingly enjoyable, at least until someone else walked in.
We both froze, and as I caught sight of the newcomer, my smile froze on my face. The content is on e novelenglish.net! Ashburn X
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