"I made chocolate! It's bitter!" I picked up the box in a hurry and carefully put it in front of him. "Have a taste. It took me a long time to make it. Last time, you said that you couldn't bring a gift to you, but you didn't say that you couldn't bring it to sister-in-law. This is a little gift from me as a younger generation. I just want to give you a piece of cake by the way, honey..."
Speaking of this, I couldn't help sneezing. I got wet in the rain last night, and today when I got up, I nodded heavily and my feet were light, as if I had caught a cold.
"prepare a cup of cold tea for Miss Yvette." Trista finally opened her mouth.
"This is yours. Take it away."
Donald still maintained a cold and alienated attitude. As soon as he finished speaking, a maid presented him a few gifts. I recognized at a glance that these were the gifts I brought to Donald from abroad last time.
Yes? Do you want to give them back to me?
"Haven't you opened these? They are all dusty."
I didn't expect my things to be treated so coldly.
"What do I need Trista will buy it for me. You don't need to worry about it anymore." After saying that, he coldly asked them to leave, "guards, see them out."
"Donald..." I was still holding chocolate in my hand, but he didn't even look at it.
"It's windy outside. Don't catch a cold." Donald put his arm around Trista's waist and whispered in a soft voice, "I've asked for leave for you these two days. What do you want to do? I'll stay with you."
"You asked for leave for me again?"
"You are injured. You should have a good rest at home."
"It's just a small wound on my palm. ... Donald, don't make a fuss about it?"
"Isn't the flesh in the palm of your flesh? All over your body is mine. How dare you get hurt with my permission?"
"……"
"……"
"You're badly injured. Why don't you take it seriously?" Donald took her hand and asked, "do you have to take a vacation with a lot of wounds?"
"……"
"……"
"I'm the boss. I can take any leave I like. It's none of your business!"
"Okay, okay, I can't win you."
"That's good!"
Looking at their sweet quarrels, I feel bad.
Ivanka packed up the cold tea and handed it over with a smile. "Miss Yvette, this is the way out. Let me take you out."
I smiled bitterly and put down the chocolate. "Please give these chocolate and skin care products to my sister-in-law. As for these..."
They were all the things Donald disliked. Since he didn't like them, it was meaningless to stay.
"Throw it away for me."
"Okay."
I left the villa in disappointment.
Trista's pov
Trista's pov
After a while, Winnie gave the gift to me. "master , this is left by Miss Yvette. She asked me to give it to you personally."
I opened the dessert box and found that there were only seventeen pieces of chocolate left, all heart-shaped. I picked up one and put it into my mouth. "Donald, don't you have a taste?"
"You can also eat the chocolate sent by your rival in love? Don't you feel sick?"
"No, it's delicious."
"One day someone wants to replace me with some delicious food. Do you agree?"
"It depends on what kind of delicious food it is!"
Donald ate the breakfast in front of him and said casually, "will I take you to the amusement park later?"
"Ask for sick leave to play in the amusement park? What if we meet an acquaintance?"
"Just say you want to see a doctor."
"There is no doctor in the amusement park."
"There is a hospital nearby. After the doctor diagnosed your condition, you'd better go to the amusement park to have a good rest and strengthen your body."
I picked up a piece of bread and put it into mouth. "Have your breakfast!"
What a bad idea!
"master , the new cook in the kitchen has made a dessert. Please have a taste." The maid brought a delicate dessert.
I picked up the spoon and took a spoonful. It tasted good. "What's this?"
"Chocolate ice, the cocoa in it, and the milk from 14 countries. The taste is unique. The chef said that if master likes it, he can prepare a special one for you every day, just as afternoon tea."
After saying that, the maid took out the biscuits on the serving plate. "This is a newly developed almond cake with a variety of flavors, including sweet and sour, red wine, peanuts paste, and so on."
"This is the cake made by Ronnie. The black chocolate is wrapped with Italy hazel fruit, and there is also a spoon of ice cream. The chef said that with the wine from Nora garden, master will enjoy the best taste."
"Really?"
It seemed that the cook was very professional.
I took a sip of the wine, and it tasted mellow and delicious. "Sure enough, it's good wine. Donald, have a taste?"
Donald grabbed my wrist and took a sip of the wine. "It's okay."
"master , what's wrong?" The maid noticed that I frowned and knelt down in a hurry. "Did I say something wrong?"
"It's okay. Get up first." I tried to squeeze out a smile. "Maybe I ate too much at once, so my stomach is a little uncomfortable. I'll go to the bathroom first."
"Let me carry you!"
Donald picked me up and walked towards the bathroom. "Do you feel uncomfortable in your stomach? Tell me where it hurts!"
"Here..." I was held by him and could only press my belly slightly.
"Stomach?" He frowned.
"Put me down! Are you going with me?"
"No?"
"I want to shit! It's very smelly! Can you stand it?"
"Everyone has experienced it." He put me beside the toilet and wanted to take off my underwear in the bathrobe, but I pressed his hand at once!
"What are you doing?"
"We've been married for a long time. Why do you still care about this? I've seen every part of your body."
"……"
"……"
"Let me go. I'll take it off for you."
"Get out!" I drove him away awkwardly. "I can't pull you out here!"
He still stood there. "I'm here. If you need anything, just call me!"
"What can I do for you to go to the bathroom?" I couldn't help but push him out. When I was about to close the door, Donald immediately reached out to stop him.
"What if you pass out in pain?"
"Am I that fragile?" I don't know whether to cry or to laugh. "I'm not a paper man. Let me go! Do you still want me to go to the bathroom?"
He just didn't let go and stared at me as if he was worried about me.
"I'm really defeated by you. If I want to faint, I'll call you in advance, okay?"
"What if you are too painful to call me?"
"Then I'll make some noise!" "As long as you hear something unusual in the bathroom, you can come in again!"
He thought for a while and finally agreed. I closed the door in a hurry and sat on the toilet. I could vaguely hear Donald talking on the phone outside the door
"Call the doctor over right now."
"Prepare a cup of hot water and painkillers."
"Make the bed and change it to a softer bed sheet and quilt. Make it thicker!"
"Bring me the cook's certificate and graduation certificate. Investigate this person thoroughly!"
"Take all the food you have just eaten to have a test. Hurry up!"
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I really don't know whether to cry or to laugh. It's just a little uncomfortable. He is so nervous, as if the sky has fallen.
"Honey, are you all right? Have you fainted?"
Hearing the knock on the door, I answered in a hurry, "no, I'm still thinking about it."
"Do you still feel pain? The pain killers will be here soon. Just hold on."
"Donald, you don't have to make a fuss..."
The doctor just arrived. After checking again, he confirmed that there was no problem. "master should have eaten something wrong and caused stomach discomfort. She will be fine after she has been discharged."
"What do you mean 'should'?" Donald stopped covering himself with the quilt and looked up unhappily. "Is this the judgment made by the top graduates of the world famous medical school?"
" please calm down. My diagnosis is correct. She only needs more nutrition." The doctor bit the bullet and said. Donald was impatient
"Check again!"
"……"
"……"
After a long time, the doctor said in a trembling voice, " I have checked up five times. I can guarantee that master is safe and sound with my head..."
"All right!" Hearing this, I took Donald's hand and consoled him, "are you satisfied only when you hear from the doctor that I'm sick?"
"I'm just worried that he might miss the details."
"I know my body very well. Don't make things difficult for the doctor. I'm really fine. Let the doctor go back."
"Get out!"
"I'll get out right now!" Hearing Donald's words, the doctor lowered his head and left in a hurry. He breathed a sigh of relief!
I was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh. I couldn't help but touch my forehead.