Mr Carroll Went Crazy After Divorce

The maid didn’t say anything more and nodded before leaving the room.

Aurora looked over at the man on the bed. His brow was furrowed, and he slept restlessly. It was unclear whether he had a bad dream, but his expression seemed pained.

Changing clothes seemed to be a daunting task for her.

Aurora mentally prepared herself while getting ready to help him change clothes. “I’ve been calling you for so long without waking you up, and now I’m saving your life again. How many times do I have to save you before you repay me?” she muttered under her breath.

She unbuttoned his shirt while turning her head away with closed eyes.

“Please don’t wake up now… Please don’t wake up now…” She thought to herself.

If he woke up at this moment, it would be a disaster.

After taking off his shirt, it was time for the pants. Aurora took a deep breath and finally mustered the courage to undo his pants button. As she reached out her hand to undo the button, suddenly a slightly weak voice spoke, “Are you that eager?”

His voice sounded hoarse from just waking up and lacked strength. Anger flared in Aurora’s eyes as she threw the clothes onto him.

“You wouldn’t stop bugging me!” said she.

Although she said that with disdainful words on her lips, her face couldn’t help but turn red with embarrassment when she saw Sion’s body shape.

Sion reached out and pulled Aurora closer.

“You’re worried about me, I’m happy.”

The strong male scent hit Aurora’s nose like an overwhelming force, and the familiar warmth made her feel like burning.

She felt both embarrassed and angry as she pushed him away, “Who’s worried about you?”

Her face darkened further as she continued speaking, “I’m only afraid that if something happens to you here at my place, there will be trouble explaining things later.”

Looking at her expression, Sion feels even more affectionate towards her.

“Hmm… I understand.”

Although he said that aloud indicating understanding; there remained an indescribable smile lingering on his face nonetheless. Aurora was furious at his cocky attitude and felt like her eyes had nowhere to go.

She snapped, “Since you’re awake, pack up and leave!”

She seriously doubted that he had been pretending to be unconscious earlier. But that wasn’t the point right now. The point was that he only had one pair of pants on and yet he sat here shamelessly spouting nonsense.

Sion let out a heavy sigh as Aurora pushed him away but he didn’t let her go. He leaned on her shoulder.

“Aurora… I feel terrible.”

Aurora gave him a cold glance. She felt terrible too.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Let go!” She pushed him but failed.

He was running a high fever now and burning all over. From what she could see, it didn’t seem like an act at all.

“Sion, if you’re sick then go see a doctor instead of acting crazy around me!”

“And you say you don’t care about me?” Sion’s eyes were bloodshot but still couldn’t hide the charm on his face.

“It’s okay Aurora, as long as I can be by your side, even if I die for real, it would be worth it.”

“…”

Aurora rolled her eyes before grabbing the oversized shirt from the bed and throwing it over his head.

“Put this on yourself!”

Sion reached out to pull off the shirt and she took advantage of this moment to push him away and run outside.

Aurora patted her chest before and headed upstairs, while Sion listened to her footsteps outside with a low laugh.

At least, Aurora allowed him to get close enough for them to exchange some words.

He glanced at the shirt in his hand before putting it on without thinking much about why Aurora liked buying oversized clothes.

Suddenly, his gaze flickered towards a stuffed toy in the corner near the door. He paused for a moment before unconsciously looking closer, thinking of Morgan’s toy.

Without bothering with putting on clothes properly first, Sion quickly rushed over there. As he picked up that stuffed toy, frowning lines appeared between Sion’s eyebrows.

Why did this feel so similar to Morgan’s?

However, although this toy looked like Morgan’s, their postures were different. Morgan was sitting down while this one was standing up. Sion furrowed his brow, feeling a strange mix of emotions in his heart. Then he thought of Aurora’s son.

Could this be her son’s?

Sion put the stuffed animal back in its original place and couldn’t help but chuckle at himself self-deprecatingly.

Perhaps he was overthinking things.

He turned around and walked to the bed, picking up his clothes and putting them on. As he walked out of the room, Sion curiously glanced outside through the hallway window. The villa was large; from the guest room window, one could see the garden outside with various precious plants growing beautifully. It was obvious that it had been carefully designed and maintained by its owner.

However, from the design of the walls and exterior of this villa, he could tell that it had been around for some time now.

When did Aurora buy such an old house?

Sion furrowed his brows slightly but any doubts in his mind were dispersed by light shining through shadows. He turned around and went to the washroom instead.

Upon entering, on his left-hand side there was a sink with a large mirror, which almost reflected all of him above waist level. Sion subconsciously opened up the faucet but suddenly felt something wasn’t quite right when he looked up again. He was shocked enough to take a step back involuntarily.

“…”

He could barely recognize his face, except for his eyes.

Staring at this “masterpiece” for quite some time made Sion burst into laughter eventually. He thought it was a cute act of Aurora.

He casually extended out a hand, allowing water to splash onto his palm while refreshing his body. Without any toiletries available, Sion didn’t erase the painting on his face before leaving the washroom as if nothing unusual had happened.