Chapter 258
Shelmaine was sick and emotionally drained, and she didn't even have the energy to argue anymore.
Meanwhile, Samuel had recovered physically. As he grabbed her medication to read the instructions, he asked, "Have you eaten anything?"
Shelmaine remained silent, curled up on one end of the couch, her eyes slowly closing. She didn't bother responding, not wanting to look at him anymore.
Samuel felt a surge of frustration rising in his chest. If it weren't for the fact that she was sick, he would've done something drastic just to get her to talk and break that defiant silence of hers. He wanted to crack through that stubborn exterior she always put up.
He walked into the kitchen, rummaging through her cupboards until he found a box of oats. He decided to make some oatmeal to settle her stomach.
He'd lived abroad for a while and had picked up some cooking skills along the way. Samuel had high standards when it came to food—it needed to be good, or he wouldn't eat at all. Preparing a s
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