Chapter 102: The Unpresentable Painting

Benjamin truly knew how to cheer someone up when he put his mind to it. Sophia, already vulnerable from illness, couldn't help but be moved by his words. Yet, the thought that this was all a sham turned her heart cold again. With reddened eyes, Sophia caught Benjamin's look of concern. He touched her face gently, his thumb caressing her eyelids and lashes, and asked softly, "Feeling any better?" Sophia glanced at him. His sweat had dried, and he seemed in no rush to put a shirt on. Was he that comfortable around her? Benjamin chuckled softly upon noticing her suspicious gaze and lifted a strand of her black hair, saying, "Sophia, you haven't answered my question." Snatching her hair back, Sophia burrowed deeper into the bed covers. "I'm fine now." Benjamin nodded lightly. "Rest today. I've already called in sick for you. You had a high fever last night, and you must be uncomfortable even now." Sophia frowned slightly. "If I take any more days off, I might as well quit my j