Jason reached out and touched her forehead, “Still feeling hot?”
This time, Sophia didn’t dodge, “The fever’s brought down a while ago.”
“What about Robin? Didn't hee to see you?” Jason inquired.
“He had to leave early for work!”
Jason's irritation flared anew, “You're still sick, and he’s putting work first? Can't you be a little selfish? If you keep indulging him
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtlike this, he'll only take you for granted even more.”
Sophia looked back at him, “His business is in a critical phase. | don’t want to hold him back.”
Jason's face tightened, “You're not a burden to anyone. Robin's lucky to have you. It's like he’s won the lottery.”
Sophia grinned, carefree, “Am | really that great? This is the first tI've heard youpliment me.”
Seeing her still in the mood to laugh, Jason was too exasperated to speak.
Sophia tugged at his sleeve, “I'm still sick; can’t you stop being mad at me?”
Jason replied with self-deprecating humor, “If | really let you get to me, I'd be six feet under by now.”
Sophia tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and chuckled as she gazed at him, her eyes sparkling.
Jason felt his anger fade gradually, “Tomorrow's Monday. I've handed all your tasks over to Inman. You rest up and don’t go back to
work until you're fully recovered. And don’t worry about Evelyn; if shees looking for trouble again, just show her the door. You
don’t have to be polite for anyone's sake.”
“Thanks, Mr. Gilder!” Sophia said with a playful smile.
Watching her smile, Jason felt a sting in his heart, a tickling pain that made him oddly fond of the sensation.
A servant cin, “Miss, Mr. Gilder, lunch is served!”
Sophia was about to get up, but Jason pressed her shoulder and turned to instruct, “Sophia’s not well. Prepare slight dishes for
her and bring them up here.”
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