Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Wen Churan stood up and was about to leave, but his arm was suddenly grabbed.

She turned around and saw Boyce pulling her, saying in a hoarse voice, "How have you been these days?"

Wen Churan was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that he would still care about her condition when he was sick.

She smiled slightly and said, "I'm fine, but you, why didn't you tell me when you were sick, and you prepared ginger soup for me that night, why didn't you drink a bowl?"

"I don't like drinking."

"There is no reason whether you like to drink this thing or not! Who likes to drink that kind of thing, not just for the sake of the body, but if you don't drink it, you will suffer like this!" Wen Churan couldn't help scolding.

After saying that, he felt that his attitude was not polite enough, "Well... I mean, you have to take care of yourself..."

"Okay." Boyce responded softly, "I understand."

After hearing this, Wen Churan smiled heartily, "Then you can rest and call me if you need anything."

Leaving the bedroom, Little Milk Can was looking outside. "How is Mr. Boyce? Is he okay?"

"The fever has gone down. Do you want to go in and take a look?"

Little Milk Jar shook her head like a rattle and refused simply, "No, I can't let him know that I care about him, it will spoil him rotten!"

Um?

Wen Chu dyed his hair with black question marks.

What a strange truth this is.

In the afternoon, Boyce's fever subsided, but his body was still very weak. As he said, his body was already sick.

Wen Churan sat by the bed and peeled an apple for Bai Yisi. "Eating more fruits is good for your health."

Boyce took the apple, but did not bite it. Instead, he stared at the apple in a daze, seeming to be thinking about something.

After a while, he came back to his senses and suddenly asked, "What did you mean by those words you said last time in front of President Adair's tombstone? Why did you say that President Adair died for you? You are... Have you heard anything?"

Wen Churan was stunned, not expecting Bai Yisi to ask about this.

She couldn't answer for a while.

It was impossible for her to tell Boyce about the things between her and Sheng Shimo, including past lives and curses.

Her relationship with Boyce was not good enough to be confidant.

"It's nothing, I just feel... I wasn't with him when he was in danger, so I am also responsible for his death."

Bai Yisi narrowed his eyes, a sharp edge flashed in his eyes, and he stared at Wen Churan's face, seeming to be observing her expression.

Obviously, he didn't believe it.

But he just raised his eyebrows and didn't ask any further.

Wen Churan forced a forced smile.

In the evening, Wen Churan was about to return to the Presidential Palace, but Boyce suddenly said, "It's too late, why don't you stay and rest tonight."

But Wen Churan shook his head, with a sly smile on his lips, and said jokingly, "That's not okay. In the past, I always left Mr. Boyce to rest at the Presidential Palace, but you refused every time, so I want to do it now too." Rejecting you is considered a 'reciprocity', so that you can feel the feeling of being rejected."

"So vindictive?" Boyce smiled helplessly.

Wen Churan raised his eyebrows and admitted frankly, "Yes, that's how I hold grudges."

After saying that, he stood up from his position and waved to Boyce, "I'm going back first."

Boyce immediately stood up from the bed and said, "I'll ask the driver to take you back."

"No, no, I've already asked the driver from the Presidential Palace to pick you up."