Trista's pov
"Don't wear so beautiful clothes when I'm not around."
When we walked out of the hotel, Donald picked me up.
"What are you doing? Put me down."
"Hold me tight if you don't want to hurt yourself."
I wrapped my arms around his neck. Because of crying, I didn't dare to look straight at him. I could only lean on his shoulder. My heart is very complicated -
How could I love him so much? To an incredible extent
Was it really good to go on like this
He carried me into the car and wiped my face with a towel.
"Donald, have you ever thought that I'm not as good as you think... Marrying me is a loss in your life?"
"It's not your turn to judge me. Even if everyone says that you're not good, I just love you. What can you do to me?" He wiped my face and said, "I just want to marry you. I only want you in my life."
I feel warm in my heart.
I don't know if I'm tired of crying or not. I fell asleep in his arms and didn't even know that I was carried out of the car.
The second morning, a servant knocked on the door. She opened the curtain to let the sunlight in, and played some light music. She said politely, "Madam, Master invites you to have dinner downstairs."
After dinner, it was almost office time.
"Okay..." I couldn't help sneezing.
"Madame, are you all right? Have you caught a cold?" As if facing a formidable enemy, the servant said anxiously, "don't get up now. I'll report it to master right away!"
"It's not a big deal." Why did he run so fast?
I just sneezed. I'm not sick at all!
Donald appeared in front of me soon. He held my hand and asked anxiously, "Is everything okay?"
"……"
He first checked the temperature on my forehead and fetched a thermometer to feel the temperature. "What's wrong with you?"
"……"
"Why don't you say anything?"
"……"
"Trista, don't make me worry." He picked me up from the bed, pulled the quilt over me and said, "do you want me to worry to death?"
"I'm fine..." she just sneezed. Why did she make a fuss?
"She must have caught a cold last night when she took a shower. Don't get a fever." He looked panicked. "Where is the doctor? Get them here!"
"Master, I've sent someone to invite them."
"You haven't been here for such a long time. Don't you want your legs?" Donald shouted angrily.
"Don't make a fuss. I'm fine..." just as I was speaking, my stomach suddenly growled.
"Are you hungry?" He immediately ordered, "bring the breakfast here!"
"……"
"Trista, let me check your temperature." He took out the thermometer from under my arm and found it was normal. "Is it broken?"
He shook the thermometer two times and put it under my arm again. "Hold it."
"I'm really fine..." he looked at his watch helplessly and said, "I'm going to be late. I'm going to change my clothes."
"Lie down. Don't go to work since you are sick?"
"I'm not sick!" I couldn't help retorting, "besides, I can't rely on you to raise me like a parasite."
"Who said that? Even if you are a bug, you are still my pet. You are the cutest in the world."
What the hell?
"Master, is there anything wrong with raising a pet?"
"……"
"It's a matter of course for a husband to raise his wife."
"……"
"Master, breakfast is ready." Several maids pushed the dining trolley over, folded a table on the bed and placed the food on it. "Please enjoy yourself."
"Trista, what do you want to eat? Have some rice porridge first, okay?" He picked up the bowl and said, "let me feed you. Come on, open your mouth."
"I can do it myself!" I'm not a three-year-old child!
"Does it taste bad?" He stared at me and said, "you don't like it? I'll ask the kitchen to redo it."
"You talk so much." I grabbed the bowl and ate it myself.
He suddenly leaned over and said, "Feed me."
Suddenly, there was a noise at the door. It turned out that the doctor came in. "Master, I'm here."
"You crawled here? Look at your watch. What time is it now?" I roared.
Trista's pov
"Donald!" I pulled him back in a hurry.
"If anything happens to Trista, I'll punish you! Show her!"
"Yes..." the doctor trembled with fear and hurried to take my pulse.
Before his hand could touch my wrist, Donald pushed it away. "How dare you touch her? Don't you want your hand?"
"I just take a pulse... I don't want to do that. I don't know the specific condition of the patient..."
"Don't you wear gloves?"
I'm really going to faint. How can a doctor wear gloves to take a pulse?
What a jealous man!
"Aren't you making things difficult for the doctor?"
"To prevent him from having an affair with you!" Donald stared at the doctor!
Hearing this, the doctor trembled.
He wiped the sweat off his forehead.
"How's my wife's skin?" Donald said viciously, "how do you feel when you touch it?"
"Master..." the doctor was so scared that he almost knelt down. "Please forgive me. The weather has been getting cold recently. I'm getting old and my hands and feet are trembling..."
"Really? Should I give you a coffin?" Donald looked at him coldly,
"Calm down, master!"
"Donald, have you got my temperature?" I'll change the topic.
Donald's pov
As soon as I heard this, I remembered that this woman was still feeling the heat. She took out the thermometer and checked it. Was it normal?
What's going on?
"Well, I told you I'm fine. It's late. I have to go to work!"
"The thermometer is broken!" I threw it aside and looked at the doctor.
"Diagnose her?"
"Yes..."
"Donald, I'm really fine."
"The patient said she was fine."
"You've seen it just now. My temperature is normal. If you delay any longer, I'm really going to be late for work!"
"I've already asked for leave for you. You can have a rest at home today or tomorrow." I said with a frown.
Trista's pov
"What?" I was stunned. "You called me in person to ask for leave? What if someone else heard you? Oh my God! Two days? I have nothing to do at all. Why should I rest at home for two days..."
"Who said that? What if she gets a high fever and gets her brain damaged?"
I really want to spit out blood. "You're the one who's going to burn your brain!"
"Master, Madam is fine." The doctor interrupted us tremblingly, "Madam 's pulse is normal. She is fine."
"You quack! Then why did she sneeze?" Obviously, Donald didn't believe him. "If there is any potential danger, I won't spare you!"
"Master..." the doctor was frightened.
"Why do you want me to have an accident?" I can't stand it anymore. "As a newcomer, it's not good to ask for leave all the time!"
"I'm here. Who dares to say anything?"
"Can you be reasonable?" I said helplessly, "it's hard for me to do that..."
With his eyes darkened, he took out his phone and said, "inform all the group employees to take two days off. Don't you think about the reason?"
"Donald, are you crazy?" Seeing him hang up the phone, I was angry and helpless. "How can you casually take work as a trifle?"
He had shut down the whole group's operations all of a sudden!
They had to lose a lot in the whole two days!!
"For me, your health is the most important thing." He rubbed my hair and said, "promise me that you will have a good rest at home these two days and won't go anywhere."
"……"
Donald looked at the doctor and said, "give her some medicine to prevent her from catching a cold. Make sure that she is healthy."
"Yes, sir."
"I'll go downstairs to make breakfast for you."
"You can cook?" I looked at him in surprise.
"What's the matter?" He kissed me on the forehead and said, "wait for me."
"But I'm not hungry. I don't want to eat anything now."
"You frowned just now. The food in the kitchen must be not to your taste." He stroked my hair and said, "don't try to escape my eyes from your every move."
After saying that, he ordered the two servants beside him, "keep an eye on her and report to me immediately if anything happens."
"Yes, sir!"
I watched him leave and somehow felt warm in my heart.
It felt so good to be cared about.