Chapter 166

He took off his coat and sat on the bed while massaging his stomach. "Only you could come up with that." When Naomi saw that Brendan wasn't even taking advantage of her anymore, she poured him a glass of warm water. "With your health condition, you still want to fulfill my dreams?" She dared to guarantee that if they did anything tonight, he wouldn't be able to leave the bed tomorrow. Naomi handed the glass of warm water to him before he had the chance to speak. She asked, "If you can't drink, then don't. Who asked you to drain an entire glass?" Brendan was rubbing his stomach. Naomi didn't even need to ask him. She knew that that glass of white wine must have hurt his stomach. He probably already felt unwell early on. Otherwise, why would he insist on not taking a single sip? He drank her juice throughout the night. In addition, he should've told her he was feeling unwell so they could return to the hotel and rest. Why was he wasting his time with them in the bar? Brenda