Chapter Twenty

After two days of feeling unwell, I finally began to recover. Although my body still felt a bit weak, I was relieved that I was no longer irritable and short-tempered like I was during my illness.

I had a lot of work to do, but at least I could face the day with a clearer mind.

As I trudged to my walk-in wardrobe, I heard a knock on the door. I paused, wondering who could be visiting me so early in the morning.

Without waiting for my response, Liam entered my room without permission. I couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed at his intrusion, but as soon as I saw him, all annoyance faded away.

Liam looked incredibly dashing in his white shirt and dark pants. The contrast between the white and dark colors made him look more striking than usual.

I couldn't help but stare at him for a moment, admiring his confident demeanor and charming smile.

Suddenly, Liam spoke up. "How are you feeling?" he asked with a gentle tone, interrupting my thoughts. I shrugged and replied, "I'm feeling better."