Chapter twenty eight
Acting nurse II
And soon , the bright shy was turning dark , with it's purple and orange hues covering the sun that was westering.
Emily sat by the window side , reading a thriller and suspense book ,where the villain was disguising to be an angel.
"Now that's what I was talking about. That horrible man ,the male lead. He definitely deserves it. " She spoke out loud forgetting that she isn't the only one in the room .
Olivia had excused herself to get some drugs and necessity as she would be spending the night here.
Emily had finally found the courage ,after a lot of thinking was done , weighing the pros and cons of the situation.
Can I trust this Olivia girl ?? She looks angelic on the outside but who knows if she's a devil on the inside ?? . Those were the thoughts roaming in her head. But she decided to take a leap of faith anyway, and tell her.
"Hmm, hmmm. " She cleared her throat and wetted her lips in readiness of the huge secret that she's about to divulge.
"Do you need water??. " Olivia looked up at her from the food that she was eating.
"Err, no . But I need your attention. " She replied meekly.
"My attention?? You got it already. " She smiled at her.
Damn, this girl is too smiley for her liking. Perhaps she'll reconsider the earlier statement of them getting along . How could she get along with someone that smile at every single sentence? Making Emily turn out to be the ever frowning octopus faced villain.
"I really would appreciate it if you're discreet about it. And don't let your first impression of me be bad ?? " Emily stretched out her hand and held Olivia's making the girl widen her eyes.
"Discreet?? I can promise you that. So what's all this about.??. " She gently snatched her hands from Emily
"I think I might have something to do with Micheal's sickness!. " She put on the best innocent and sincere face that she could muster. She just hope that her best was good enough make her believe,yet another lie.
It couldn't exactly be called a lie , just something like a sugarcoated truth.
"Have something to do with Micheal's sickness?? How?? " She looked genuinely curious as she dropped her fork that held the pasta that was coated in a meat sauce.
Emily swallowed at the sight. But she quickly slapped herself back to reality. She couldn't mess up her acting right now. This is a huge test to her acting talent
"Yeah. I . Gosh I'm ashamed to say this ??. ". She squinted her eyes together, forcefully trying to bring tears to her eyes.
"You're ashamed to say it ?? ."
Aiissh! Why must she repeat the words after her??
"So , I saw something online and decided to try it . " She looked away to the window.
"What's that ?? " She asked again.
Stop giving me that face !! Emily screamed inwardly.
"It's it called 'soy sauce day' . A day where you'll put soy sauce in everything. Turning it into a prank for your partners. You won't believe that the thought of doing this never occurred to me , until I saw another video online. It was about the soy sauce day. When a girlfriend put soy sauce in her boyfriend's coffee and the whole scenario ended up in a cute little pillow fight. And I decided to try it with Micheal since our relationship had been getting boring a little. Micheal was very busy with his business and he couldn't even spare much time for me. " She watched Olivia to see if she's been following what she was saying.
"I still don't get how this is related. How is this related to you having something to do with Micheal's sickness. " Olivia asked again. Obviously not getting what Emily was hinting at.
"Just listen. He was behaving strangely these days. He came home early looking tired and worn out. Whenever I asked him what the problem is ,the only thing he'll tell me is that 'im fine , stop worrying yourself' . So anyways I decided to try it. The prank .
That was.when he ended up like this " She pointed to Micheal who lied on the bed with his red skin. The pigment of his skin had changed drastically. From pale to slight red.
"No wonder he's exhibiting the symptoms of an allergy. Did he develop an allergy to soy sauce?? Or was it just because of his previous weak state?? . " Olivia asked . Asked who??
The air or the curtains obviously!! Because how could Emily possibly know anything about developing an allergy ?
"I think I need to visit the hospital. I'll have to spend the night here and watch his condition . Plus I'll be needing some drugs and injection. I'm just hoping it's not what I think it is. " She dropped the plate of her spaghetti on the nightstand that stood beside the bed , grabbed her purse and sunglasses and stood up.
"I'll be going now. And I can really understand you , or try to understand you at least . You couldn't be blamed since you didn't know such thing can happen. And I get that you're just looking for attention. That's how we all are. But next time , I'll implore you to be careful . I still have a lot of use for him. He has a lot of punishment from me too. " She added jokingly and winked at her . She went out of the room closing the door softly and trying not to make noise.
Such a considerate human being.
As soon as Olivia was out of the door ,Emily quickly moved towards the night stand and grabbed the abandoned plate of delicious looking spaghetti.
"Come here my love. " She whispered as she carried the spaghetti and smelled it.
"Hmmmm, smells delicious. " She giggled and dig in.
It's been two hours now ,since Olivia had left and the sky had gotten darker . Emily stood up from the window side and closed the curtain.
"I should get myself something to eat. " She stood up and stretched her legs , covering her mouth with her hand while yawning.
"Imagine. None of this lady could visit me in the room , since eternity ago. They are so wicked. Enjoying their lives while I was cooped up here in this dark and brooding room. " She talked to herself as head out of the room.
"One of these days I'll definitely change something in that room. Maybe not the painting, since I won't be here for long. But gosh , those curtain and draperies are too dark and unpleasant for the eye. No wonder he got sick. He was always staying in that depressing room. " She shook her head in amusement.
She walked down the stairs slowly , counting her steps and using the opportunity to get some fresh air away from the room.
But where did Alicia go ?? Didn't she say that she'll be back in a jiffy ?? Two hours must be her own definition of jiffy.
She whistles as she combed through the book and cranny of the kitchen trying to look for something palatable. But she found none.
Actually she found some ,but she couldn't start making food right now.
Flour , eggs , rice and lots more. But how could she start cooking right now!!
The thought of going to the servant quarter to request that they make something for her crossed her mind , but she couldn't.
They deserve to rest.
In the end ,she ended up with two packs of Pringles and a cup of ice cream.
"I'd better carry this upstairs,before Hana catches me. " She grabbed the procured goods in her hand and stealthily moved upstairs.
She got to the room and shut the door with her legs.
Mission successful!!.
She dropped her goods somewhere and went into the bathroom to ease herself. She came out of the bathroom and her eyes landed on the man lying unconsciously on the bed.
She stared at his peaceful looking face and at his skin that was now regaining it's color again.
She moved closer to him and hover around his head staring at his calm and serene face.
"You really have a long eyelashes. And it's cute. " She smiled as she traced her hands to the long eyelashes that feathered his eyes.
And suddenly,his eyes flew open and grew wide.
Emily quickly removed her hands and moved backward.
"Water. I need water. " He said in a low voice. Emily ran frantically in the room searching for the water. But she couldn't find it. Until Micheal pointed to the table
"Oh. , Here is it. " She handed him the water and looked away like a child that had been caught doing something forbidden.
"How are you feeling now ?? Better?? " She asked him as she watched him drink the water. The motion of the water as it ran down from his mouth to his throat was fascinating to watch.
He looked tired and weak. Seeing the almighty Micheal,that bosses everybody around ,this weak was quite humbling.
Emily found herself pitying him , because he looked like a lost puppy with the black spot that was under his eyes.
"Would you like something to eat ?? Drink?? Or anything?? " Emily asked hurriedly trying to mask her nervousness.
"Olivia was here right ?? I thought I saw her before passing out. " He said weakly
"Yes she was. She went out not long ago to get you some more medicine. " She replied him
"I'm feeling so hungry right now. " His stomach testified to the statement by letting out a loud rumble. Micheal looked embarrassed and Emily was trying her possible best not to burst into laughter.
"That's pretty obvious. What would you like to eat?? " She asked him
"Something mild but sweet. Perhaps some abalone porridge. Or just anything that's mild. Potato porridge would be good too. " He said softly and panting a little.
"I'll get it for you. " She offered.
She grabbed a pack of her Pringles and went out of the room.
"This is hilarious!!. " She spoke out loudly to herself as she was trying to peel off the potato skin.
"Huh?? Abalone porridge? Potato porridge? My ass!!. Can't he just opt for a biscuit or some noodles?? " She spat out annoyed at the poor potato that keeps moving away from the board.
"I was eating the Pringles, because I wasn't able to cook for myself and now I'm cooking for somebody else. " She took a handful of the chips , popped it into her mouth , and munched on it noisily. Taking out all her anger on the chips .
After a few excruciating minutes, the porridge was finally done. The porridge had been done to the best of her ability.
But mind you , the best of her ability could be worse.
She dished out the food and carried it upstairs. She just hoped that he wouldn't make any stupid remark. Else she might be tempted to slap him in real life.
"Here's the porridge that you requested for. " She gently handed him the steaming hot plate porridge.
"Thank you. " He collected the porridge and stared at it.
She knew it !! He would definitely say something idiotic! That was exactly the type of person that he was.
She waited a while for the horrible remark but she heard none . Instead she heard
"I thought the porridge was supposed to continue some fish or something??. " He said as he titled the plate to one side examining the food with his spoon.
That darn ingrate !! She worked her ass off to make the porridge and that's all he could say ??
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