Mr. CEO Your Wife Has Wanted a Divorce for a Long Time

Chapter 544

---- Chapter 418 After taking her temperature, Maggie tried to stay awake for a while, but Franklin still hadn't

returned, and she soon drifted off again. When she opened her eyes next, he was there, reading. Noticing she

was staring in his direction without really focusing on him, Franklin stood, touched her damp forehead, and

asked, "What is it?" They hadn't had physical contact in a long time. Maggie wasn't used to his touch. She knew

he was checking her temperature, but she still brushed his hand away and shook her head. She was only

surprised he was still here.

She'd thought he'd left the old house after that call. She broke into another heavy sweat; the fever finally began

to recede for real. Sticky and uncomfortable, she ---- changed clothes again, ate a little, rested, and fell asleep

once more. When she woke, it was already afternoon. By then, the fever had completely broken. Franklin wasn't

in the room; it was very quiet. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand-Johnny, asking how she felt now. She replied

briefly; he had work to do, so they didn't chat long. Putting the phone down, she took in the room properly for

the first time.

Being sick, she hadn't paid attention before. Now she noticed Franklin's room was much as it had always been.

The bottles and jars on the vanity she used were still there. Earlier, when she'd grabbed clothes to change, she'd

also noticed that her clothes were still in the wardrobe-hanging neatly beside Franklin's. "Not feeling well?" She

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hadn't realized Franklin had cback until he ---- spoke; she'd drifted off into a daze. She drew her gaze back

and shook her head. "No. The fever's gone." "Mm," Franklin said.

"I know." Maggie paused, said nothing, got out of bed, chose an everyday outfit from the wardrobe, changed,

took her phone, and headed for the door. Watching her back, Franklin asked, "Where are you going?" "Out for

sair." He didn't object. Awhile later, when Franklin left the room, he found Maggie standing at the upstairs

landing window, staring out at something. He walked over. Hearing his steps, Maggie turned. "Traffic's moving

again. ---- I'm feeling almost back to normal, so I'll head out." She hesitated half a beat, then added, "And...

thank you for today." He knew she meant for taking care of her. Before he could respond, Old Mrs. Wilson's voice

cfrom behind: "Franklin, is this how you take care of people? Maggie just broke her fever and you let her

stand by the window in a draft? What if it comes back?" Separated by sdistance, Maggie answered first,

"Grandmother, I'm pretty much fine. It won't cback that easily." "You never know how to take care of

yourself," the old lady said, clearly displeased. "You still don't look well. You need more rest. It's early yet-Maggie,

go back to your room and lie down a while.

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