Chapter Eight

I opened my eyes as I felt sunlight coming through my window.

“Good morning, sleepy head.”

I smiled as soon as I heard his voice.

He came near me then helped me to get up.

When I sat in my wheelchair, he suddenly stooped his head down, then gave me a light kiss on my lips.

We both blushed. And there he was again, ears turning red.

We ate together for breakfast and talked about things. When we were finished, he suddenly got a call. It looked urgent, but I heard him say, “But I'll come later after lunch.”

I tried to ask what it was.

“Who was that?”

He just shrugged then answered, “Just business.”

“Your beer factory?”

He didn't respond anymore when I mentioned their factory. But, I didn't ask follow-up questions. I was afraid he would get mad again.

Before lunch, he cooked my favorite dish.

“Let's eat together?”

He shook his head. “I'm sorry. That call was actually urgent but I chose to stay for more hours with you.”

I smiled coyly. I felt guilty. He noticed the change in my expression.