When Monique woke up the next day, the sun was already up. It was a bright, sunny day, the sunlight was warm and comforting.
She opened her eyes and saw that Henry had gotten up. She turned around and moved her legs to check that everything was fine.
Instantly, she felt relieved. Her mood was also lifted to see the bright sun outside.
She lifted her head and saw the intravenous fluid dripping in the infusion tube. There was only half a bottle left. The drip was probably set up for quite some time ago.
Henry walked out of the bathroom and saw Monique staring at the drip. He said, “This will be the last bottle.”
“Really?” Monique was pleasantly surprised and smiled brilliantly.
Henry was slightly stunned by her reaction. He nodded and ordered the servants to come in to help Monique wash up and bring in breakfast.
Monique could only eat a little.
Henry furrowed his brows and asked, “Are you still feeling ill?”
Monique cocked an eyebrow and shook her head, unable to mask the joy on her face. “I’m fine. The fever subsided yesterday. There’s no need for this drip.”
The day before, Monique kept refusing to get a drip and just wanted to take the meds home, but Henry insisted she complete the drip today.
The drip was finally emptied around 10 a.m. Monique seemed much more energetic after the needle was removed.
Henry sat beside her, scrolling through the news on his phone. Monique walked toward him and gave a pleasant smile. “Let’s go, I’ll treat you to a meal.”
They walked for a little over 10 minutes and passed through a winding alley to an ordinary-looking eatery.
Henry’s expression turned dark when he saw the worn-out tables and chairs. “Are you sure you want to treat me here?”
His tone was filled with disgust.
Monique knew what he was thinking. She said smilingly, “Don’t judge a book by its cover. You’ll be surprised that you can find the tastiest dishes in the most common of places. The students are still having classes right now, or else we’ll need to queue for a long time.
Henry stood at the entrance skeptically. “This place looks so run-down.”
Monique smirked. “This place is one of the cleaner ones around here.”
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