A Home For Billionaire

Chapter Fifteen

I slowly opened my eyes. I was in a room. Did I arrive in my apartment already? I saw the bedside table with a bottled water. Next there was two chairs beside my bed. The other chair has a basin with towel. I slowly got up. I feel a sharp pain in my head. The white towel fell from my head.
"Where am I ?" Then when I moved my hand,there's a tube and was attached to my skin. A little painful when I pulled my hand.
I was in a hospital. What happened to me? Wait,after I accompanied the woman,then he talked to me and I cried then I went home. While waiting for a taxi,I got dizzy--- I looked at the clock. It's 6 in the morning.
I stayed here the whole night. I looked at my clothes. It's a pajama. Who wear this to me?
" Good you're awake!" The door opened and he got inside. He's wearing a short pants and a casual shirt.
"I'm going home." I said.
"You stay. You had a fever the whole night. You almost died. " he said.
"I'm fine."
He walked towards me and pinned me on the bed.
"What are you doing?" I asked. He put the blanket on my body.
"I'm going to get some soup for you. While you're waiting,sleep." He said. I looked at him.
"I want to go home."
"No. Tomorrow you can go."
He turned off the lights.
He went back after ten minutes with the soup he was talking about.
He let me sit on the bed. He scooped a spoonful of soup then put it on my mouth.
"I can do it." I said.
"Let me take care of you while I'm good." He answered.
I didn't open my mouth. I stared at him instead. My tears began to flow down my cheeks. I hit him on his chest.
"Eat now. " he shoved the spoon inside my mouth. He was holding my shoulder and I was leaning on him.
"No."
"Don't be stubborn." He strongly told me.
"I'm not hungry."
He put back the spoon on the bowl. He looked at me. We heard a knock on the door. He pulled his hands. The nurse came in.
"Good morning,doc." She greeted him sweetly.
"Hello,Love." He answered.
I looked at him and rolled on the bed. My heart began to itch a little. A tiny glint of jealous I feel right now. Are you crazy Bella?
I turned my back at them. I put the blanket on me.
"The nurse will get your temperature." He said. And without waiting for my response, he put the thermometer in my armpit. He was sitting on the bed too.
" Ma'am,I'm going to get your BP." She told me.
"Bella," I said. Ma'am is for elderly women. She smiled at me.
He got the thermometer when it made a tiny sound.
"It's 38.5°. You still have fever." He told me. Then,when the nurse was about to put the belt on my arms,he got it and he put it himself. He is the one doing it.
When it's done,he was so shocked when he saw the result.
He got his own stethoscope. He put it on my chest.
"Breathe in, breathe out."
He was hearing my heartbeat now.
"Are you okay?" He asked me.
" Hmm."
He put it away and give the numbers to the nurse. She recorded it.
"Am I fine?" I asked her.
"I'm your doctor, you should ask me that one." He told me. The nurse smiled at us.
"You still have fever,Bella and just take a rest. You'll be fine." She said. I nodded my head.
"Thanks."
"Thanks,I gotta go."
"Bye Love." He said.
I called her.
"What's your name?"
She smiled at me.
"I'm Lovelyn Mondragon." She answered. She opened the door and went out. I am still lying on the bed.
"It's my off today. I'm going home." He said. I didn't answer.
"Who came here?"
"They didn't know."
"What? You didn't tell them?"
"I don't want them to be worried especially your parents."
"I'm going home."
"No,you stay here."
"I'll be fine."
"What will you do at home?"
"I'm going to the office."
"What?? Stay. I'm getting crazy because of you." He said.
He let me sit down again so that I can eat. I leaned on the headboard. He gave me the spoon.
"Eat."
"Later."
"Do you want to die? Eat a little. "
"No."
"Bella." He controlled his voice not to shout at me.
"What?"
"Fine,die." He said and got up from the bed. He started to be annoyed again. He threw the soup in the bathroom. He might flushed it.
I remained silent there. He got his jacket and his phone then he left.
I cried again. I was crying for about thirty minutes and then the door opened again. He got inside carrying a plastic full of fruits. He saw me wiping my tears.
He sliced an apple and gave it to me.
"I thought you left." I said. He sat on the chair.
"I can't." He said. He held his ring.
"You can go home."
"I called them,I can't go. " He told me. He got the basin and he put a towel on my forehead.
"Who wear this pajama on me?" I asked. He smiled at me.
"I did."
"What?"
" It's Nurse Lovelyn. "
" Thanks."
I ate the sliced apple. He was watching me.
"Don't get sick. " he said in a low voice. I couldn't hear it clearly but it reaches to my ears. My heart jumped.
"Are you still angry at me?"
I asked him.
"Yes." He answered. My tears began to come out again from my eyes. "Stop crying." He scolded me. "Take a rest. "
I wiped my tears. I feel the heat of my skin.
"I'm sorry." I told him. His gaze turned to my eyes. I'm still crying.
"I won't accept it unless you're still here." He fix the towel in my forehead. I closed my eyes. I feel he cared for me.
"Don't leave me." I told him. He nodded his head. I snuggled on the soft blanket.
Time went so fast. He wake me up at lunch to let me eat my lunch.
"Let's eat." He said.
I went to the bathroom. I washed my face. The cold water touched my skin. It was really comforting.
"What are you doing?" He asked me. I wiped my face with the dry towel.
"I have terrible headache." I informed him.
"You should eat so that you can take your medicine."
He put his palm on my forehead. It was so light. 
I sat on the bed. I leaned on the headboard. He looked at me.
He put the thermometer in my armpit.
He shoved the porridge in my mouth. Then I ate it.
"Don't mind the taste. " He said.
"Are you done eating?" I asked him. He shook his head.
"I can do it. You eat now." I got the spoon from him.  He has rice, fried chicken ,boiled spinach and cucumber salad.
He gave me a spinach.
"No,I don't eat that one."
"It's healthy. Eat it."
"No,I don't like it."
"Isabella!" He mentioned my full name. I ate it.
"Good right?"
I chewed it while closing my eyes. I ate my porridge continuously.  I finished first.
"You want chicken?" He asked me.
I nodded my head. He got a bite size and gave it to me.
"What's your favorite food?" He asked me.
"Chicken. How about you?"
"Vegetables."
He then devour the cucumber. I didn't usually eat that because I put it on my eyes to relieve stress.
"Open your mouth." He said. He gave me a cucumber.
"I don't eat that."
"Isabella."
I opened my mouth and closed eyes swallowed that vegetable.
He handed me a glass of water and the medicine. He cleaned the table and washed it in the bathroom. After, he got the glass in my hand.
He sat again on the chair.
"Good job!" He fix my blanket."I'm going to my office. I'll be back after an hour to see you. " I nodded my head and closed my eyes.
He then suddenly kissed my forehead. I looked at him. He kissed me again.
"What are---are you doing?" I asked him.
He just gave me that wistful eyes and he left.