It was a pretty, white medicine box.
He carried it downstairs, his stomach churning violently. Ever since Natalie started looking after him, he hadn't felt this kind of pain. She had only been gone for four months, and his body was already rebelling.
When Sebastian returned to the living room, Sean placed a container of takeout soup in front of him.
“Sir, you should have some soup before you take the medicine. You always used to eat something first when your stomach acted up, otherwise the pills wouldn’t work as well. This soup is really good. I remember Ms. Sanders bought it once because you liked it. After that, she learned to replicate the flavor and would often make it for you.”
The pain in Sebastian’s stomach was intense, and Sean’s rambling only magnified every kind thing Natalie had ever done for him. His face grew even paler, his porcelain-like skin stretched taut over his sharp, handsome features. His dark, deep-set eyes were clouded with pain. He lowered his head, picked up the spoon, and began to eat in small, slow sips. Natalie’s was better.
Even with the warm soup in his stomach, the churning agony persisted.
Sean noticed he’d stopped eating and gently prodded, “Sir, Ms. Sanders always said you have to finish it all for the medicine to work properly.”
Sebastian’s sharp, narrow eyes flickered up at him for a moment.
Sean just smiled, offering a look of encouragement.
Silently, Sebastian lowered his head and continued to eat.
So obedient! Sean thought to himself.
After he finished, Sebastian opened the medicine box. Taped to the inside of the lid was a small note.
~I hope my husband never has to take these again. Stay healthy.~
Sebastian froze, his breath catching in his throat as he stared at the note. That woman, who once had eyes for no one but him…
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