Special Chapter: IBTMITL

Chapter 287

"Perez!"

His complexion was so pale that it could be seen clearly even in the dimly lit office.

"I'll call Estira!"

I was about to get up to call the butler right away.

But Perez's hand grabbed me.

"... It's okay, Tia. I'm fine."

"Do you know how your face looks now?"

Why are you so stubborn?

However, Perez remained the same.

"It's just that I'm feeling a little nauseous. I'm healthy."

Healthy?

For a moment, a dreadful thought ran through my head.

"Are you, perhaps, poison?"

I hate to imagine it, but I can't help it.

The last time I saw Perez so sick was when he was poisoned.

Fortunately, Perez shook his head.

"No. I called the royal doctor in the morning and checked it out. It's not poison."

"Then it's even weirder.".

He's not poisoned, but he's not feeling well.

"What did the royal doctor say? It's not a serious illness, is it?"

"No. It was just indigestion."

"What indigestion is so bad?"

In the first place, the word 'indigestion' does not fit with Perez.

He's a healthy guy.

It was when I was squinting and doubting the skills of the royal doctor.

Perez wrapped my hand tighter and said,.

"Tia, I'm fine. Healthy. No problem"

It was something strange to say.

It wasn't just a word not to worry; it was a voice that seemed to be mixed with fear.

Why is he like this today?

I nodded my head involuntarily at the unexpected look I kept seeing.

"Yeah. If you say so, I guess so. By the way, even though you are not feeling well, have you been baking cookies yourself like this?"

My hand swept his fine hair.

"Great job."

"Do you like my gift?"

Perez asked, leaning toward me.

"Of course."

It was me and Perez who already had everything.

In other words, material gifts mean little.

However.

"Yeah. It reminds me of the past, and it's good."

As I touched the surface of the crispy cookie, I couldn't help but smile.

"Perez, you have been fond of sweets since you were young."

It's still nice to see his eyes round after eating chocolate cookies for the first time.

"How cute was a kid who was indifferent to the world? Why do you look at it like that?"

Sometimes, we just talk about the past.

His red eyes were shaking like the surface of a wave.

"No, just because."