Rebecca Quentin saw the ice pillow and towel placed by the bedside, "Was it... you taking care of me here?"
Howard Geoffrey didn't answer, instead, he took out a thermometer from the drawer and measured Rebecca Quentin's temperature.
A warm wave surged in Rebecca Quentin's chest...
She never thought he would show up, let alone thoughtfully help her take her temperature at this moment.
"Why are you here?"
Howard Geoffrey still didn't answer, instead, he asked sternly, "With such a high fever, and you didn't come to the hospital for the doctor to observe you at all times, do you not care about your body and the child?"
Rebecca Quentin froze for a moment, "I thought I could tough it out..."
"You think your body is fine?"
"But..."
"Don't argue with me." Howard Geoffrey growled, sounding frustrated.
After not seeing each other for so long, and being scolded upon meeting, Rebecca Quentin mumbled, "I'm fine now, you can go. I have doctors and nurses here to take care of me."
