Second Marriage

Chapter 490 Feel Cold All Over

She then turned around and handed a bowl of porridge to him.

"Your dinner."

Kennedy waited for her food with an empty stomach. He was depressed when he saw only a bowl of

porridge, "That is all?"

Alice gave a false smile, "Yes, you are badly hurt that you can only eat light food. Porridge is good

enough."

Hearing that, Kennedy could not help but frowned, "You took more than porridge last night."

"Yesterday is yesterday and today is today. It is different." With that, Alice sat down directly on the

chair, looking relaxed.

Kennedy took a look at her and then at the bowl of porridge. He then gave a faint smile. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

This woman really only gave him porridge.

"Did you cook this porridge?" He asked.

Alice gave a cold hum, "No, I bought it."

How was that possible? Kennedy knew that the porridge bought was different from the one cook in

color and taste. This woman was stubborn.

Why?

Because of that kiss?

With a smile, Kennedy ate it holding the bowl. It was only porridge, but he felt a variety of tastes.

At least this woman cooked it and delivered it in person.

It was enough.

Alice sat there and was surprised to see him actually ate it up without hesitation.

She could not eat porridge alone, she had to have other food together.

However, Kennedy...

Kennedy was thin, but not he looked thinner because he was injured. And she only offered him

porridge.

He said nothing but finished eating the porridge. Suddenly, Alice felt she went too far.

He got injury for her!

At this thought, Alice gave a light cough and stood up, "Do you want to eat fruit? I bought some."

She bought some fruit in the supermarket.

"Now?" Kennedy squinted his eyes. Alice realized that he just finished the porridge, it was not right to

eat fruit now.

She looked away with regret and did not talk with Kennedy anymore.

The ward fell into silence. Alice did not know what to say to him, and Kennedy lied there quietly.

She looked back at him and found that he was pitiful at this moment.

Alice pursed her lips and took back her sight and then closed eyes.

She couldn't relent and feel sorry for him because he was hurt.

He was willing to, yes...

That was all.

Alice sat for a while, and then went to close the door of the ward. After packing up things, she lied

down in the small bed. With that chair, she thought Kennedy could lie there over stomach.

All she needed to do was to stay here and leave in the morning.

As she lied down, Kennedy said.

"Stupid woman."

Alice, "..."

Who did he refer to?

“You won't sleep with me tonight?” Kennedy asked.

Alice turned to him, "What did you say? Who sleep with you?"

"You." Seeing that she was looking at him, he raised the corner of his mouth, "I leaned on your legs last

night? Tonight..."

"Don't even think about it. My legs have been numb for a day and I almost can't walk. You hurt your

back, do you want me to get hurt too?" Alice hurried to speak.

Kennedy kept his smile, "What? I just leaned on your legs and now you can’t walk?"

"I want to sleep here tonight." Alice pointed to the small bed and then at the pillows in front of him, "You

have that, it is more comfortable than my legs."

All of a sudden, Kennedy felt that chair was not pleasing to the eye.

But on second thought, it was good that she was there with him. What else did he ask for?

Besides, she did feel numb on legs last night, so he would allow her to have a good sleep tonight.

The ward was quiet.

Seeing that he was silent, Alice thought he agreed, so she closed her eyes.

Probably she had enough sleep during the day, now she was not sleepy. As she was sober, she

remembered the nightmare in the afternoon.

Alice turned over, facing the ward’s door.

Next second, she was frozen.

Because there was clearly a man standing at the door of the ward.

And that person...

Looking into that pair of eyes, Alice felt cold all over.

The man disappeared as she looked over.

Alice lied there feeling freezing, like a dead body, a second, two seconds, three seconds......

Alice suddenly sat up, got out of bed and ran to the door.

As she touched the door, behind came Kennedy’s inquiry, "Where are you going?"

Hearing the voice, Alice turned around and found that Kennedy fixed his eyes on her.

Alice, "Did you see that?"

"What?" Kennedy was confused.

"You didn’t see that?” Alice frowned and walked out, ignoring Kennedy, only to see an empty corridor

with no one.

Was she wrong?

Why could that man disappear fast?

But those eyes with hatred...

Alice thought of that dream in the afternoon, freezing.

Was it she? Was she in this hospital right now?

At this thought, Alice was to go out, but Kennedy said again, "What are you looking at?"

The voice was close. Alice turned around and found that Kennedy had got out of bed and come over to

her.

Realizing that walking might affect the wound, Alice had to say, "Go back, not your business."

Kennedy frowned deeply, because her face was pale, as if she had something that could not be solved.

"What did you see?” Kennedy seriously asked staring at her eyes.

Alice, "..."

She froze before she answered, "It is Grace."

Hearing the name of Grace, Kennedy’s eyes became dark, and then he came forward to pull Alice into

the ward before he went out and looked around.