For the whole next day she was checking upon his fever. By evening when the temperature goes low, she makes him egg soup. He has gained consciousness by now.
His phone was continuously ringing. He was trying to reach it, and Matilda picked it up.
"I am Mr. Easton's assistant, he is currently not well so you can talk to him tomorrow bbye," she said and hung up the phone.
He gives her a sigh. "You are acting like my mom," he said, annoyed.
"Miss Fanaggaen would definitely have the same attitude if you are going to work when you are ill," she said annoyed.
"Now you are not going out of bed, you have caught a cold, I have brought you some medicine and you are going to take them on time," she said while raising her finger.
"Okay Mom" he said, exhausted.
"Who was on the call?" he asked.
