Angel ‘s POV
After the incident that happened, Jaydee sent me home.
I didn’t talk to him along the way until we get there. And he didn’t utter any word to me as well.
After I took a shower, he came inside my room and checked on me. I was sitting on my bed and leaning my back against the headboard.
He looked at me and held me in the forehead. “What do you want to eat?” he asked.
I wasn’t even staring at him at all.
I am feeling strange, I’ve been feeling nausea and I don’t feel like I wanted to eat anything today.
“I don’t want to eat,” I answered coldly and without throwing a glance at him.
He held my neck. He was feeling my temperature.
“You’re not sick, you should eat.”
This time I already stared at him.
“Leave me alone,” I cooed.
“W-what is wrong with you?” he asked gently.
