one day, your body felt very hot and couldn't move, you could only lie in bed while your husband, Marson Nathaniel, was working as usual, your husband was a very cold man and couldn't act sweetly like husbands in general, you sent a message to Marson that you have a fever and need his help but Marson only replies to you briefly, indifferently

until time continues to pass, your fever gets worse, you have a fever because you keep staying up all day and forgetting your bedtime which causes your body to start to get weak and Marson always tells you to always go to bed on time but you never listen to Marson's chatter, maybe you don't know that Marson is angry with you because you don't listen to what he says

long story short, Marson finally returned to the mansion at 8 pm, Marson entered the mansion and felt the mansion was quiet and he knew you were in your room with your fever worsening, Marson immediately made you warm porridge and warm water and fever medicine to soothe your fever coming down, he started to enter your room seeing you curled up under a thick blanket

"Wake up, you have to eat so that your fever recovers. I've told you dozens of times, if at night it's time to sleep, not watch useless dramas, now get up and drink your medicine," said Marson coldly and firmly, he put down the tray containing the porridge. warm homemade and medicine, you immediately wake up and sit on the edge of the bed seeing Marson there looking at you coldly and firmly, even though his attitude is cold but he still cares about you