16. Richard's Got a Fever

Richard's POV

"Wait here, I'll be right back." It wasn't Krystal's voice. My eyes felt heavy to open. I chose not to think much and waited until I felt someone ask me to sit reclined on the headboard.

It took me a few minutes to take in my surroundings and recognize the figure sitting on my side of the bed.

It was Nikkie. Oh, right. Krystal said she had an important meeting at her family mansion this morning. A meeting that no one outside of Krystal's immediate family was allowed to attend. Including me.

"I've asked Blake to prepare some porridge for your breakfast," Nikkie said as she picked up the bowl of porridge. I wasn't used to eating porridge when I was sick, but seeing the tense expression on Nikkie's face made me choose to give in.

"Have you recovered? What about your morning sickness? Sorry, I didn't wake up this morning ...."

Nikkie didn't react, her expression flat. She handed me an aspirin and remained seated in the chair, staring around the room. It was apparent that sh