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Chapter 132
Naomi tossed and turned all night due to stomach pain.
The next morning, she was jolted awake by a loud knocking on the door. Reluctantly leaving her bed, she frowned and wrapped herself in a thin blanket. She then opened the door, only to find Ronald standing
outside.
“Naomi, why did you turn off your phone? You didn’t pick up my calls or answer any of my texts.”
Ronald’s sudden appearance earned a blank stare from Naomi. She sighed, “It might be dead. I forgot to
charge it.”
She hadn’t checked her phone since the argument with Brendan last night. She then weakly gestured for
Ronald to come inside.
Seeing this, Ronald freed one of his hands from the things he was holding and touched her forehead.” Why do you look so pale?”
Naomi pushed his hand away and walked into the room. “I had a stomachache. So, I didn’t sleep well last
night.”
Ronald wasn’t pleased. “You’re having stomach pains, your phone’s dead, and you’re unreachable? Naomi, you’re seriously asking for trouble.”
Before Naomi could respond, Ronald placed the breakfast he had brought on the table.
“Hurry up
and eat something to ease your hunger. They’re all from Ashburgh. I woke the owner up in the middle of the night to make them.”
Glancing at the lunchbox Ronald placed on the table, Naomi suddenly felt touched.
Although not one to be sentimental, her resolve had weakened since last night, especially coupled with her stomach pain. So Ronald’s sudden appearance warmed her heart.
Despite being a troublemaker, it was undeniable Ronald was a caring individual.
Although Ronald forced her to sit at the table, Naomi was moved to tears by the amount of food on the
table.
“Damn it, you’re still the most reliable,” Naomi muttered with a smile.
At that moment, she wasn’t just grateful for Ronald for bringing her breakfast. She was also glad he
visited her during her darkest moment.
Ronald huffed. “Don’t mention it!”
After finishing breakfast, Ronald took Naomi to the hospital and insisted she see a doctor. He then stayed with her for the IV drip.
Naomi was worried about delaying her work, but Ronald argued, “Let’s get your shot first. We can always go back later. I’ll stay with you.”
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The two sat together in the ward, watching TV, Naomi began to feel better.
She turned to Ronald and asked, “Did you rush over because my phone was off?”
Ronald scratched his head. “Not entirely. It’s just… Well…”
Naomi narrowed her eyes at Ronald’s hesitation. The latter finally confessed, “Fine, I’ll spill. It’s Brendan…”
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