A Whisper that went unheard novel Chapter 95

Melody was momentarily stunned, her thoughts lagging as she struggled to understand what Jeremy was implying.

In the confined space of the car, his voice was unusually deep as he said indifferently, "You should tell me beforehand if you have a cold next time. I don't want to go through the trouble of disinfecting my car again."

It suddenly dawned on Melody that Jeremy was bothered by her contaminating his car. Her fingers instinctively gripped her clothes as she whispered, "I wasn't sick earlier today. I might have gotten the cold due to the air conditioning at the hospital."

She had most likely contracted the cold due to the hospital's central air conditioning, coupled with the fact that she had been running around all day and had been constantly in an anxious state.

"Get out," Jeremy said, his response remaining as terse as ever.

Melody hesitated briefly before gritting her teeth and getting out of the car. Her head spun the instant she stood up, though. Her legs then gave way, almost sending her sprawling.

It was then that the sound of the driver's side door slamming echoed, and Jeremy got out of the car, glanced at Melody briefly, then turned and walked swiftly toward the elevator.

Melody trailed Jeremy, her discomfort making her movements sluggish. She observed Jeremy enter the elevator from afar, and although she expected him to wait, the elevator doors eventually closed.

She had just gotten to the elevator when she noticed it had already ascended to the second floor. She gazed at the illuminated floor indicator at the top of the elevator entrance in confusion, not knowing what she had done to make Jeremy upset again.

Upon returning to their apartment, Melody realized that Jeremy had already gone into the shower. She then realized he was avoiding her because of her cold, afraid of getting sick.

She hesitated momentarily before immediately dismissing the idea of making him a late-night snack, thinking he wouldn't eat anything she touched. He would only see her as a source of contamination anyway. Thus, she decided against making him anything, not wanting to waste any food.

She then took some cold medicine that she had found in the living room and prepared to head to bed. Her stomach, however, began to bother her. Having a pre-existing stomach condition and having spent the day without any water, her discomfort became excruciating.

Jeremy's body was still slightly damp from his shower when he lowered his gaze to Melody. His eyes were devoid of any emotions, with only the faintest furrow in his brow. It was then that his phone suddenly rang—it was a call from the hospital.

Things had been quite hectic at the hospital lately, and they had been urging him to go back since the afternoon. He had to postpone his return, though, since the children were still getting their checkups.

His gaze shifted away from Melody as he said flatly, "You can order takeout yourself. I don't have time for this."

Having said that, he answered the call and turned to leave.

In the end, Melody was the only one left at home. Her stomach throbbed with a dull pain, and the fatigue of the entire day bore down on her, leaving her utterly drained. She leaned against the armchair, intending to take just a short break, but before she knew it, she fell asleep in a daze.

Jeremy went downstairs, leaving behind the car he had driven earlier. He had already arranged for someone to have it cleaned the following day.