Chapter 1658

“My mom says you’re too thin. You need to eat more,” Miller said.

“ALL right,” Blair murmured. She ate a few more bites, but then she dropped the chopsticks again. She

always ate like a bird, and she didn’t have any appetite left.

“I’m tired. I need some sleep,” Blair said and looked at Miller.

Left with no choice, Miller began to clean up the food containers, putting them back in the bags, and

rolled the bed back.

Blair looked at the near-empty IV bottle and said, “You can go home when this is finished. I don’t need

another. I can take care of myself.”

After some consideration, Miller nodded and said, “Alright. Get some sleep. I’ll let the nurse know. Then

I’LL go back home.”

“Okay.” Blair was exhausted and dozed off soon.

After the nurse removed the needle, Miller left the hospital.

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At almost half past midnight, Blair woke up and stared blankly at the clock on the wall. She was dying

to go to Wesley’s ward to see if he was all right. But she didn’t dare to. She was another man’s fiancee.

Blair thought for a long while before finally giving up. She decided to wait till Miller was back. She

wanted to thank Wesley, but it could wait until she was fully recovered.

She dozed off again at around 1 a.m.

At 2 a.m., a man’s figure appeared in Blair’s ward quietly.

He squatted at her bedside and stared at her for a long time before reaching out his hand to touch her

forehead. The soldier heaved a sigh of relief after confirming her fever was gone.

As far back as he could recall, she was a delicate girl who got ill or injured easily.

She once got burned and had a high fever. She had had heatstroke and passed out. This time, she

blacked out and had a high fever once more

“Had she really taken good care of herself when she was in England?

I hope her fiance will take good care of her now.*

Wesley left her ward quietly.

On the third day, Blair was discharged from the hospital. She coughed sometimes, but there was

nothing else wrong.

Miller and Blair hailed a taxi to the housing estate they were Living in. As soon as they got home, he

gave her a new phone.

“Your phone got wet and isn’t working. I bought you a new one. Remember to get a new

SIM card.”

Blair’s phone was bought by Wacian two years ago, which cost him nearly a thousand dollars. The

phone Miller bought her was with a lesser-known and inferior brand, which was under $100.

Blair didn’t turn him down. She took it over and said, “Thank you,

Miller. I need to get some rest. Go to work. Really. I’m fine.”