Chapter 1004
Chapter 1004
Trisha’s phone was shut off by Nicolas.
Trisha was a bit taken aback, “Why did you turn it off?”
Nicolas glanced at her, “Do you want to tell her that I got hurt down there and might never be able to get it up, and that you’m pretending to be my girlfriend to protect my dignity?”
Trisha was at a loss for words
She mumbled, “I didn’t say I wanted to do that Letti is just looking out for me, she doesn’t want me to get duped by you”
Nicolas chuckled, “And what exactly have I duped you with?”
Trisha opened her mouth to retort, but then closed it
Nicolas didn’t force her into anything It was her own quilt that made her offer to pose as his girlfriend
Everything seemed fine, but it felt a bit odd.
Tnisha thought it over and decided not to overthink Right now, the most important thing was to get him healed, so she wouldn’t have to play his girlfriend anymore With that thought. Trisha felt less confused
Ti go and arrange for your hospital admission then”
Nicolas said. “No need for hospitalization, I’ll recover at home”
No way he would agree to stay in the hospital! It’s the emergency room at night, the doctor could cover for him, but once he’s admitted, the doctor would do rounds and his real injuries would be exposed
Trisha was surprised. “You’re senously injured and you won’t be admitted?”
“If I get admitted, those people would surely come to visit. They’d find out where I got hurt and I don’t want to lie in a hospital bed listening to their taunts
Trisha frowned, “But who’s going to treat your wounds at home?”
Nicolas replied matter–of–factly. ‘Til have a doctor come over
Trisha closed her mouth.
It must be nice to be rich, even having a personal doctor making house calls.
As she was lost in her thoughts. Nicolas gently pulled her hand, “Hey, Trisha babe, I’m feeling a bit peckish.”
Trisha snapped back to reality. “What do you want to eat? I can go get it.”
“Don’t get takeout Nicolas said pickily. The food outside might affect my wound recovery. I want your pork chop and chickpea stew
Trisha was speechless. He was injured and still wanted to satisfy his palate
But Trisha felt she owed him, so she agreed, ‘I’ll make it for you once we get home
Upon hearing the words ‘get home, Nicolas felt a lot better. “And the pickled cucumber and baby carrots you made last time were really good. Can you make again?”
Trisha was silent
“Aren’t you not supposed to eat pickles while recovering from a wound? It can affect the wound healing.”
“Alright,” Nicolas looked a bit disappointed. Til just have the chickpea stew then, but remember to make the pickles once I’ve recovered.”
Trisha thought to herself when did agree to that?
Trisha was quite puzzled
Impotence is a big deal for men, especially for a playboy like Nicolas. Why did he seem to accept this misfortune so quickly?
“You-”
“I need to rest for a bit, I’m in pain, his face suddenly paled, and he said softly. “Wait a bit, we’ll leave after.”
Trisha’s doubts disappeared
Maybe, she was overthinking
