Blake lowered his head as he spoke listlessly, which made Teresa feel a little sorry for him. When she returned home and pushed open the door of Lola's room, she saw her huddle under the quilt with a glow on her face, sleeping soundly.
She must be very tired, and even the sound of opening the door didn't wake her up. Teresa placed her fingers on Lola’s forehead and found out that the fever was already gone. She then went downstairs and told Blake about it.
Blake said with a smile, "I'm relieved then. Now that you're back, I'll get going. Lola is a little bit moody when she's ill. Please take good care of her."
"Alright." Teresa nodded. After Blake drove away, she thought, No wonder Lola would have fallen for him so easily. Who can resist such a sweet guy?
Lola didn't wake up until her
