CHAPTER 21: Weak

Nala’s Point of View

“I can do it myself,” I said while trying to snatch the spoon from Hugo.

“No, I will feed you,” he said coldly, causing my eyebrows to furrow, but I quickly brushed it off.

“I can eat by myself, I insist,” I continued to insist.

“I said, I’ll feed you. Stop being stubborn!” He said it seriously and slowly brought the spoon with food to my mouth.

I took a deep breath before accepting it. I don’t know what his problem is. He’s been serious since he entered my hospital room. It’s like he’s going to explode for no apparent reason when I touch or talk to him.

I just woke up, and he’s already like this. Tsk!

After feeding me, he made me take the medicine prescribed by the doctor earlier. I insisted that I could do it myself, but he scolded me again, just like he did earlier, so I couldn’t do anything about it.

It's just the two of us inside the room because he asked Rocco, Callum, and Dominic to leave.

“How… how many days was I asleep?” I cautiously but weakly asked him