Have I Told You Lately
Chapter 90: Felt Like She Had Been Schemed

As expected, as soon as she laid down, Kenneth pushed the door open. He took a glance at her as he walked towards the bedside. Then, he unfolded the folding table of the hospital bed and placed the lunch box on top on it.

The steaming aroma of the dishes filled the room.

Rachel quietly watched his slow and devoted movements, which made her think of the previous time when he accompanied her in the hospital. They hadn't divorced, and he took care of her like this too. However, there was still a slight difference between these two times.

"Why are you in a daze? Aren't you hungry?" Kenneth handed her the chopsticks, and his gentle voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Oh, thank you." Rachel took the chopsticks and her gaze was fixed on the dishes placed in front of her. It was a meal containing meat, vegetables and a serving of soup.

She looked around the dishes and bit her lower lip, yet she raised her head and asked, "Have you eaten?"

"You eat first. I'll go downstairs and eat later." Kenneth smiled and he stretched out his hand to brush the hair that was on her cheek to the back of her ear.

Rachel's ear turned red. She lowered her head to eat and said coldly, "It's too much. I can't finish it on my own. There are extra chopsticks here, let's eat together." "...Okay."

Rachel thought he would refuse. She didn't expect that he would agree so easily. She immediately choked on the food, and her face turned blue. Once again, she felt as though she had been schemed by him. Actually, she didn't have any appetite. The purpose of asking him to get food earlier was just to drive him away.

Rachel wasn't feeling well. She even felt like vomiting when she looked at the meat, but she didn't want to shoot herself in the foot, so she endured her urge to vomit.

Kenneth sat by the bedside and ate with her. He was eating steadily, without making any sound.

Rachel knew that he was the quietest whenever he ate. He didn't like to talk while eating.

The two of them sat really close and since it was too quiet, they could hear each other's breath. Kenneth's body fragrance and the aroma of the dishes filled her nose, which made Rachel's heart pound. She felt as if they had returned to the life before their divorce.

Seeing that she lowered her head and only ate rice, Kenneth took a piece of meat and put it in her bowl. He muttered, "Eat some meat."

Rachel stared at the meat for a few seconds, but she still mixed it with a mouthful of rice and stuffed it into her mouth. Her mouth was too full that she suddenly choked on the food. "Cough, cough..."

Kenneth immediately put down his chopsticks. He stretched out his hand and patted her back as he frowned, asking, "Choking on the food that you eat, are you still a child?" "Drink this soup."

Rachel's face flushed. She managed to swallow the food down her throat and coughed twice. Then, she quickly took a large sip of the soup in his hand.

She swallowed the food in her mouth, and her eyes widened suddenly, "What soup is this?"

"Bone soup."

Rachel felt sick with a surge in her stomach. She suddenly pushed him away and rushed out.

Kenneth felt his nerves tightening, and his charming face seemed a little anxious. He quickly chased after her with his long legs.

Kenneth waited for a few minutes outside the toilet, staring at the door. He slowly grasped his fists as he frowned worriedly.

When a lady came out from the toilet, he stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, did you see a woman vomiting... inside the toilet?"

The lady was stunned by his handsome appearance. She blushed and stuttered nervously, "No, I didn't really notice, but I can go in and check for you."

"It's alright, thank you. I'll go in myself." His last bit of patience was depleted. After saying that, his tall and slender figure had walked into the ladies' room.

The lady behind him was fascinated by his handsome and elegant action. She stood still and stared at him in a daze.

His appearance caught the attention of every woman in the ladies' room. It was all thanks to his handsome face and classy temperament that no one gave him a punch in the face for entering the ladies' room. Rachel got out from the cubicle after vomiting. She leaned against the door with her suffered face, but she immediately startled the moment she saw him.

"You, you..."

"Are you okay?"

While Rachel's tongue was still in a knot, Kenneth had stepped forward, fixing his deep gaze on her as he frowned.

"I'm, I'm fine." Rachel finally regained her voice and looked at the people around in embarrassment. She quickly apologized and hurriedly dragged him out, gritting her teeth and exclaimed, "Why did you go inside?"

It was the ladies' room. She felt really embarrassed.

If it weren't for his serious temperament, he would have been regarded as a pervert.

"You never came out after so long, so I was worried about you.”

"I'm in the hospital, what else could happen to me?" Rachel still looked sick.

Her originally fair skin was slightly anemic at this time. She looked pale and fragile, as if she might collapse any time. Rachel's breathing became heavier due to her anger.

Kenneth's eyes were deep as he suddenly bent down and reached out to carry her in his arms.

Rachel was caught off guard. She blared a short scream and slapped his arm, "What are you doing? This is a hospital, not your home!"

Kenneth looked at her quietly, and the corner of his lips gradually tipped into a smile, "You mean... I can hug you at home?"

Rachel chocked as she felt shy and angry at the same time. Suddenly, she gave him a fierce stare, "Kenneth, put me down. I can walk on my own."

Kenneth tightened his arms and said helplessly, "Stop acting tough when you're this ill. Can't you be obedient for now?

After saying that, he walked back towards the ward, "Go back to your ward and lie down. I'll get a doctor to check on you."

Rachel's heart trembled, but she felt an inexplicable anger gushing out. Her thin fingers grasped his clothes tightly as she stared at his side face and said in a cold voice, "Kenneth, don't push it! Can you not bother me just because the baby has half of your blood? Even my mother is not as annoying as you."

Kenneth suddenly changed his attitude towards her. He either fell in love with her, or he had an aim for doing this. According to his personality, the first thought was almost impossible. He didn't even hesitate to sign the divorce agreement, but now he kept pestering her all the time. It was obvious that he was only taking care of her because of the child. He cared about her for the sake of the child. Now, his anxious behavior was probably because of the child too.

She mustn't fall for him anymore.

Kenneth didn't feel any anger, and his tone was as calm as ever, "But, I'm the only one around you now. If I don't care about you, who else do you have? Let those two subordinates from your company to come and help you? I think you'll be even more unwilling to do so."

He took her into the ward, gently placing her on the bed. Kenneth covered her with the quilt, but he didn't get up immediately. He bent down and leaned over to her face, so close that they could feel each other's breath. His eyes were deep, "Rachel, willfulness won't do you any good. You're such a smart woman, but why can't you think this through? I'll help you. If you're not happy about it, you can think of it as I'm doing it for the sake of the child. You don't owe me anything, so please stop avoiding me."