My Fiancée Hates Me novel Chapter 53

After three very long days, my prayers were answered.

Garett had awoken from his three days of being bedridden. They had him moved to his room after he started feeling a little better.

I also gained some special permission to come to his room to nurse him back to health.

"How are you feeling?" I asked Garett.

The poison and treatment should have knocked him out for a whole week. He recovered in just three days. Even the doctor was surprised by Garett's strong vitality.

"I have seen better days...Could you hand me a book?" Garett asked.

This book nut...

"I returned all of your borrowed books to the library. They needed to be sent back anyways," I said.

"I should go see what new books they have this week," Garett said as he removed his covers.

I forced him back into his bed by pushing him back down onto his bed.

"Make do with what you have," I ordered.

"I do not have that many personal books with me," Garett said.

"Despite being a bookworm, you do not carry that many books with you? That sounds a bit strange," I said as I looked around his room.

"...My family does not allow me to bring many books with me and the Library here only allows a certain number of books to be checked out at one time," Garett said.

"Your family..."

I never asked about Garett's family, so I do not know much about them. He himself never asked to inform his family, so we never contacted his family about the poisoning incident.

"Are you alright?" Garett asked me.

"...I have seen better days," I answered him curtly.

"I suppose so...You were crying so much for me. Now, your eyes are swollen," Garett said as he touched the side of my face for a moment.

I am so embarrassed.

I even put a hot wet towel over my eyes earlier to try and reduce the swelling.

"Are they that bad?" I asked as I touched my face.

"...Your eyes are pretty as usual," he said with a gentle smile.

My face flared up from his unusual line.

"I see..."

"When I was in pain, I could remember hearing you bawling your eyes out and crying out my name..."

"...You heard all that?" I said as I tried to bury my face in my hands.