Love After a Steamy Affair

Chapter 331: No Reward for Going to Work Sick Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Mrs. Winstead.” Gabriel interrupted Mrs. Winstead. He passed the thermometer over to the older lady indifferently and said, “It’s time to take her temperature.”

Mrs. Winstead took the thermometer politely from him and approached Serenity who willingly undid the top two buttons of her pajamas so that the thermometer could be placed under her armpit.

Gabriel sat back on the sofa in his thin V-neck shirt that revealed his sexy collarbone as he ate slowly and elegantly.

Mrs. Winstead sat by the bed and waited for Serenity to take her temperature. In the end, she still couldn’t help herself from nagging at Serenity. “Young Madam, no matter what happens, you have to take care of your body. It rained so heavily last night and you're still pregnant. How could you have allowed yourself to get caught in the rain?”

“My phone ran out of battery yesterday, so | couldn’t make a call and had to relegate to walk back in the rain.” Serenity leaned against the pillow. She might have been speaking to Mrs. Winstead, but her eyes were on the man on the sofa.

“What happened to the burn on your chest?” asked Mrs. Winstead without batting an eyelid.

The older lady remembered adjusting the temperature of the shower so that it was just right. How could she have gotten burned from that?

Serenity quickly changed the topic. “Mrs. Winstead, I’m thirsty. Can you get me a glass of water?”Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

With a sigh, Mrs. Winstead entertained Serenity’s attempt and left the room. Two minutes later, she returned with a cup of warm water in her hand.

Serenity received the cup gratefully. After taking a few sips, Mrs. Winstead continued nagging, saying how girls should take better care of their bodies. She had probably forgotten about the burn.

Gabriel had only eaten a few mouthfuls before he put his cutlery down and got up to walk over to Serenity. “It’s almost time.”

Serenity passed the thermometer from under her armpit to him. He took a look. “38.2 degrees. She’s still running a fever. Wipe her body with cold water again,” said he to Mrs. Winstead.

Mrs. Winstead prepared a basin of cold water and a towel while Gabriel carried his laptop and documents to be brought to the study room. Just as he reached the bedroom door, he paused. “She’s still slightly injured. If you notice anything amiss, get me from the study.”

“Yes, Young Master,” said Mrs. Winstead.

Gabriel entered the study room and flipped through a document. But no matter how much he tried to concentrate, he couldn’t get past the first word. Frustrated, he lit a cigarette.

Mrs. Winstead wiped Serenity’s body before applying some medicine to the wound and returning to work.

Since her fever had not subsided, Serenity’s head was still a little dizzy. No longer able to keep herself awake, she decided to sleep for a while. After an unknown period of time, the bed beside her caved in. She leaned in and said with a mumble, “Are you done with your work?”

Gabriel had just laid down when she burrowed into his embrace. Her fever had not subsided yet so her entire body felt like a ball of flames. When he entered the room earlier, he didn’t even bother turning on the lights, afraid of waking her. In the darkness, he held her

in his arms gently so that she wouldn’t roll around so much and aggravate the wound on her chest. “Okay, go to sleep.”

She buried her head in his chest and softly said, “Remember to wake me for work tomorrow or | might just die of boredom at home.”

Sick people were the most vulnerable to external factors, so no matter how her soft feather-like voice brushed his heart, he still said, “I’ve applied for three days of leave for you.”

She hummed a response as if agreeing. But within seconds, she immediately realized what he just said so she lifted her head to look at him. “I'll be fine tomorrow. | can go to work.”

Gabriel pressed her head back into his chest. “There’s no bonus for working sick.”

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