4 The Morning
643 Words
Bryan slightly froze, straightened his lapel, and spoke, "Miss. May, I came over to see Joyce."
Bryan Colins was Syliance Pane's good friend.
To him, I, Leily May, seemed to always have only one name - Miss.May. Not Mrs. Pane.
What a polite and rusty name!
I can't be too particular, or I'll get depressed, so I smiled and gave him a way out, and I said, "Well, go in!"
Sometimes I really envy Joyce Synn, she only needs to shed a few tears to have the warmth that I can't get even after spending half my life trying.
Back in the bedroom, I found an outfit Syliance Pane hadn't worn and took it down to the living room.
Bryan Colins gave Joyce Synn a quick check, took her temperature, prescribed fever-reducing medication, and was ready to leave.
When he came downstairs and saw me standing in the living room, he smiled detachedly, "It's getting late, Miss May. You should go to sleep. "
I handed him the clothes in my hand and said, "Your clothes are wet, it's still raining outside, change into a clean one before you go, so you don't catch a cold."
He froze, probably not expecting that I would give him clothes. His handsome face pulled out a smile and said, "No, I am strong, it does not affect!"
I put the clothes in his hands and said, "It's new, the tag is still there, you can just wear them!"
After saying that, I went upstairs and went back to the bedroom.
I was not so kind. When my grandmother was hospitalized, it was Bryan Colins was the chief surgeon. He was a famous doctor. If it wasn't for The Pane, he would not have agreed to operate on my grandmother.
The next day.
The morning after the rainstorm, it was sunny.
I am used to waking up early.
Syliance Pane was wearing an apron, his slender body was standing at the stove frying eggs, his harsh and cold aura was dispersed. He now looked like a husband. A real and loving one.
Joyce Synn seemed to have just recovered from a high fever, her delicate small face was still red, cute, and fascinating.
"Syliance, I want to eat fried eggs. But don't overcook it okay?" As she spoke, Joyce Synn stuffed a strawberry into Syliance Pane's mouth and continued, "Or it will have a bitter taste."
Syliance Pane chewed the strawberry, and his eyes looked at her, lovingly.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman, they looked really matched!
Such a scene, warm and rosy interaction, was quite sweet. And that scene somehow stabbed my heart.
"They're perfect for each other, aren't they?" A voice came from behind me. I froze and turned around to see that it was Bryan Colins.
I had forgotten that it was raining heavily last night and Joyce Synn had a high fever. It was reasonable that Syliance Pane would not let him go back.
"Good morning!" I spoke, pulling a smile, my eyes falling on the clothes he was wearing, which I had handed to him last night.
Noticing my gaze, he raised an eyebrow and smiled, "It fits, thank you."
I shook my head, "No need!" I bought this suit for Syliance Pane, but he never bothered to touch it.
Perhaps hearing the commotion, Joyce Synn called out to us, "You're up, Syliance fried eggs, come eat with us!"
The tone of voice was just like a master in charge of the family.
I smiled lightly, "I bought some bread and milk yesterday and put it in the fridge. Help yourself." After all, this is the place where I have lived for two years. And I am the true master of this house.
I am not willing to let someone else take over the place, even if I am weak.
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