Refusing the Love of a Mafia Boss
22. It's annoying but it's adorable

Dizziness.

Ilina has been feeling bad since last night. Moreover, Noah also had time to come out and that made him upset. But he did not expect his body temperature to rise rapidly, and his strength became weak.

Is he sick?

Not likely. Ilina is not the type who can get sick twice a month, especially for no apparent reason like this.

Maybe just tired. Right, just tired. Sleeping more will give him a better feeling.

"Lia, wakeup. Marissa's on her way here. He'll make a fuss watching you sleep all day."

Ilina tried to wake up. Ignoring the uncomfortable feeling in his body, he got up, but almost fell down if his body was not held back by Noah.

"away." He did not want to be helped by this man. "I'm just—"

"You have a fever." Noah lightly touched Ilina's cheek even though it was just a glance to check. "Lay in my room. I'll tell you you're gone if Marissa comes."

It felt like Ilina wanted to say no need for help, but she was quite aware that her body really hurt.

It hurts a lot more than when I first came.

Harja no longer came often after Ilina told him to calm down first. If there is Harja, Ilina can ask for medicine immediately. Sickness in the enemy's place is an act of shame.

"Lia."

Ilina hated it when she was too weak to keep Noah's face away from her ears.

The sandalwood she used made Ilina calm down. Imagining that she is Mahesa and that she will look after Ilina.

"I don't want to see you sick. Please. Lie down in the room."

Ilina could not resist. His body was kept out of Noah's reach, but limped towards the room he used to sleep in.

His body lay down for the first time in a place that felt more comfortable. Pull a thick blanket to take shelter from the impact of air conditioning that is not accustomed to the skin.

Lia was used to sleeping without the help of a fan. Especially the air conditioning.

Ilina's instincts became blunt because of that. It was almost too late that he caught the hand of someone outstretched at him.

"It's a compress."

Damnit. Stay away when Ilina can't be sure of anything.

Continues to feel like he was gnawed at because he could not guess what he wanted and intended.

...*...

"Noah, where's your maid?"

Noah pretended to focus on watching television. "I told him to go buy groceries."

"I can't even believe he can do that." Marissa snorts.

But it didn't say much because all that mattered to her was that Lia did something to her status.

"Have you eaten? I didn't bring anything, I thought he'd made something."

"No, and I'm hungry. Can you make me some porridge, Marissa? I think I'm gonna have to porridge."

"Porridge?"

"Why?"

"It's just weird to hear you want soft food."

"I ate a lot of sushi yesterday. My stomach just wants soft food."

"You brought your maid to eat at the restaurant? You two are?"

"It was just a coincidence. I went to get my phone fixed and stopped by to eat."

Although it's actually a pretty satisfying alibi, Marissa is convinced it can't be just that.

He looked at Noah with squeaking eyes, and he pretended to be clueless by watching the television show.

"What attracts from a village girl like that?"

Noah acted unheard.

"I know you heard. Stop making innocent faces every time I ask about him!"

"Marissa, me and Lia—"

"I've known you for a long time." Marissa made a soft voice that seemed to be full of wounds. "You refused to come to the restaurant with me for fear that someone might see you."

Did he ever say that? I don't know, it's hard to remember something he doesn't think is important.

It was just eating at a restaurant. So actually it's not as special as Marissa thinks.

Since Noah made such a face, Marissa ended up being silent. Change to discuss the job and some offers that he thinks Noah can accept.

Of course he also discussed the issue of murder in the Palmer family which has now ceased to occur after the last murder.

Marissa's been there long enough. Eat with Noah until he leaves to take care of his job as a manager.

Right after Marissa left, Noah moved on. Move the remaining cold porridge into the bowl, knocking on the door of his own room before entering.

Noah actually has a cure. But he plans not to give it to her unless Lia asks.

Looking at his personality, he wouldn't ask. Like Noah who didn't ask for medicine even though he knew Lia was just lying about her not having medicine at that time.

"Lia."

Consciousness disappeared. He groaned faintly, rummaging due to his fever until he was unconscious Noah was sitting on the edge of the mattress.

"Lia, I brought food. Get up and eat a little."

It seems he can't.

With a slight hesitation, Noah reached out his hand. Just to pull the blanket over Lia's neck.

But seeing that he didn't pull over or say away, it's true that he's too feverish to make a sound.

Noah ventured to reveal the hair around Lia's face. Faintly still could smell the fragrance in her hair that yesterday was brought to the salon.

Although at home sitting there looking at the helplessness of this scary girl, Noah felt he had to move on.

Intended to leave him rested for as long as he wanted when suddenly that delicate hand touched his fingers.

Instantly, Noah gasped.

"Senior."

His hand stretched out onto Ilina's cheek which only moved in receiving. He really thought Noah was Mahesa, so he rubbed his cheek into Noah's palm.

Sucks.

But adorable.

...*...