Chapter 169
Marrying
Chapter 169
âHuh?â Valerie was a little confused. She touched her forehead and said, âItâs alright. Itâs not hotâ¦â.
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Sering Matthewâs grim expression, she had to soften her stance. âThereâs a medicine box in the TV cabinet, and thereâs an electronic thermometer I bought beforeâ
Matthew took the electronic thermometer and checked her temperature.
Her forehead temperature was 30 C, and her hand temperature is
was 40 C.
No wonder she didnât feel hot when she touched her forehead. Her hand temperature was evi like her head was a bit cold.
Matthew was speechless for a moment. âYou have a
lever
was even higher than her foreheadâs, maybe making her feel
Valerie couldnât deny it. No wonder she felt a bit lightheaded. She had probably overexerted herself today. She had sweated on the way from the bar to Ashland Street in the afternoon and caught a bit of a chill on the way back
She felt a bit embarrassed. âMr. Grant, donât worry, Itâs fine. Iâll just need to rest.
Then she added, âItâs dinner time. Are you hungry? Iâll go cookâ¦..
As the finished speaking, she began to walk toward the kitchen in a daze, steadying herself against the wall after a few steps, as if she might collapse at any moment
Matthew stared at her for three seconds, then couldnât help but step forward, grabbing her wrist firmly. His face was darkened, and he saw through his clenched teeth. Valerie, what do you take ine fort Do you think I would make a person with a high fever cook for me?â
Valerie was startled by
by his cold tone, and when she looked up and saw that he was genuinely angry, she couldnât help but swallow nervously.
Matthew was initially angry, but seeing her bewildered expression, he couldnât stay angry. He could only give her an order, âGo lie down in bed.
Valerie couldnât resist him and complied. But she couldnât help but ask. Then what about dinner? I was planning to make braised beef with potatoes. I took the beef out this morning. If I donât cook it tonight, it might go badâ¦
She was sick, yet she was still thinking about her beef,
Matthew felt his temples throb. âJust leave it to me.
Unable to resist him, Valerie finally quieted down and obediently went back to her room, changed into her pajamas, and washed her face with
warm water.
Since becoming pregnant, she seemed to have become more fragile than before. She felt weaker, slept more, and couldnât concentrate as well. She had been shopping with Katherine just yesterday and hadnât noticed anything wrong with her. It was a close call today, but fortunately, nothing serious happened. However, the matter with Ashley and Caleb still felt unresolved.
But worrying wouldnât solve anything. She took a deep breath and put on a
thick.coat
Although Matthew told her to lie in bed, she didnât feel sleepy after resting for a while, So, she went to the living room to get a glass of water. Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the door, she heard some noise from the kitchen.
Valerie was surprised as she thought. Is it Mr. Grant?
She knew Matthew couldnât cook at all. When she first moved in, the house was basically fully furnished except for the kitchen.
With a curious heart, Valerie plord to the kitchen door and lifted the curtain halfway.
Sure enough, Matthew was busy in the kitchen. He wore an apron, and the frozen beef lay on the cutting board. Matthew held a knife in one hand and his phone in the other, as at contemplating low to cut the beef. She didnât know what he was looking at on his plane, but after staring at it for a long time, he seemed to make up his mind and decisively chopped down on the cutting board.
With a herce momentum and furrowed brows, he looked as if he wasnât cutting beef but was rather dismembering a corpse for revenge.
Valerie was ducked.
Was Matthew really going to cook for her!