Contract Marriage With Mysterious President -
Chapter 118 Faking Illness
Hearing Dexter politely greeted them, Hilary and Hannah happily placed the shelled crawfish on his plate.
Dexter smiled at them. His smile was like sunshine, warming everyone's heart.
"Amy, how could this little boy be so handsome? I can't imagine how crazy girls will be for him when he grows up!" Hilary and Hannah liked Dexter very much.
The four of them were chatting happily there. Being surrounded by three friendly girls older than him, Dexter, a natural socializer, began to talk more.
"Look, they didn't go out with us, but with a young boy." Kevin pointed at Dexter and said sarcastically.
'That guy is indeed good-looking. No wonder these girls are all attracted by him.' Richard felt uncomfortable and thought to himself. When he saw the three of them shelled the crayfish for Dexter, he felt so jealous. 'He couldn't do it himself?'
The two men didn't like Dexter at all and they walked towards them.
The four of them stopped chatting as they noticed that someone was getting closer, bringing with him a cold vibe.
"Richard? Why are you here?" Amy turned around and saw Richard, who was wearing a strange expression.
"We just passed by and saw you guys eating here, so we came over to join you," Kevin explained.
The four of them were confused. The restaurant was away from the main road! How could they call their visit "passing-by?"
Kevin said to the restaurant boss, "Sir, we need two more chairs."
"Then I'm gonna leave now. Bye." Dexter didn't want to stay any longer since he found that the two men were unfriendly.
"So soon? OK. Bye." The reluctant expressions on these girls' faces made Richard and Kevin more upset.
Richard and Kevin didn't feel welcomed. None of these girls seemed happy about their coming, but they were reluctant to see Dexter's leaving.
Richard coughed, attempting to attract their attention.
It worked. These girls all looked at him with a concerned expression. Amy knew that he had suffered diarrhea for a day because of that cold coffee she made. But she wondered why he would come out at this
moment.
"Richard, aren't you sick? Why don't you stay at home?" Amy raised her hand and touched his forehead.
Richard's forehead indeed turned a little bit warmer because of his anger.
"You have a fever. Let me send you back." Amy was a little nervous.
"It's fine. I feel better when I see you guys. Just go on eating." Richard immediately acted as if he were an easy-going person.
They almost finished this meal, and now with Richard looking at them eating, no one wanted to continue.
"Just call it a day. I'll send Richard back. Kevin, please send my friends back," Amy said as she supported Richard. It seemed that he could barely stand.
Kevin felt that Richard was strong and had walked faster than him before they just arrived. All of a sudden, he was all weak and sick?
No matter what was going on, Kevin was happy to have such an opportunity to send Hannah and Hilary back.
Richard leaned his head against Amy, looking very frail. That burst of anger which caused his higher temperature, was a great help.
"Look at you. You're sick. You should stay at home instead of coming out and walking around. Now, you got a fever." Amy kept on nagging.
Hearing these words, Richard felt happy. Nagging meant care. He felt her care for him.
"I didn't want to come out. Kevin asked me to come out to drink with him. I had no choice." Richard made Kevin a scapegoat.
"You should tell him that you're sick." Amy pressed Richard's head closer to her to make him feel more comfortable.
She supported Richard, helped him to the bed, and carefully tucked him in. Richard thought she would go to bed with him, but Amy didn't. She went out and said, "Sleep tight. Call me if you need anything. I'm in the next room."
Richard sighed. All he did was to get Amy's care and love. But now she was going to sleep in another room.
"What's the matter?" Amy turned around and looked at him.
"I'm badly ill. How could you leave me alone?" At this moment, Richard gave her the most seductive puppy-dog eyes.
"I got something to do. You go to sleep first, and I'll come back later." Amy was thinking about working overtime because she didn't finish her translation.
Richard thought Amy wouldn't be here for the night. It turned out she just got something to do. Richard said in relief, "Fine. Come back early."
"Go to bed now." Amy opened the door and went out.
After taking the medicine, Richard had recovered, not to mention he wasn't sick in the first place. Now he was in bed and couldn't fall asleep, wondering why Amy was a bit mysterious and what work she had to do now.
Richard couldn't fall asleep with all these doubts.
It was in the midnight. Richard wanted to see what Amy was doing, but he was afraid that she would get angry with him. So he decided to get up and go to the bathroom.
Amy finally finished the translation before the deadline. She stretched herself and put the translation into her bag. Then, she went to see Richard but didn't replace him in the room.
"Richard, Richard?" Amy didn't see him and called out in the room, but Richard didn't answer. Instead, he hid in the bathroom and snickered.
Amy became anxious, wondering if he got sick again. She opened the bathroom and saw Richard inside, looking weak.
"Richard, what's the matter?" Amy asked anxiously.
"It's fine. I just got up and went to the bathroom. I'm fine." Richard kept saying that he was fine. However, the harder he explained, the more skeptical Amy became.
*****
Three days later. Richard was watching Amy reading the documents, which was supposed to be his work. Richard loved it when Amy concentrated on her work with her head down, her neck slender and fair. Ever since he pretended to be sick, Amy had done everything as he wished, but it had been three days since they made love. He couldn't suppress his desire anymore.
Even a glance at Amy's neck would turn him on.
"Amy!" Richard whispered.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐
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