Female Novel
Chapter 2130
Sophie blinked in surprise, her voice low. "Jason, why do we always rush Old Mr. Quintin's place?Isn't it just to keep him happy? Now that someone can make him happy, we should be glad. I don'tmind if Evelyn is pushing me away."novelbin
Jason said, "Do you think Old Mr. Quintin, with Evelyn around, would care for you any less?"
Sophie bit her lip and remained silent.
Jason continued, "You've grown up Old Mr. Quintin's side. To him, you're no different from his owngranddaughter. He likes Evelyn because of his old attachment; it doesn't conflict with his affectionfor you. You don't need to distance yourself from Old Mr. Quintin because of Evelyn."
"I haven't." Sophie quickly replied. "How could my relationship with Old Mr. Quintin ever becomedistant?"
Jason said, "As long as you understand. Whether Evelyn is actually his granddaughter is stilluncertain. You don't have to let her words make you abandon the bond you've built with Old Mr.Quintin over the years. Even if she's blood, she doesn't have the right to drive you away."
Sophie said, "I don't want to cause any trouble that would upset Master."
"Dummy," Jason lifted his hand and gently stroked her hair. "You've got me, remember?"
Sophie smiled, "Yeah."
Both were in a clear state of mind. As Jason's hand moved closer, he realized he was oversteppingand quickly withdrew it. "You took your medicine. Get some rest. Don't overthink it. What would youlike for lunch? I'll cook for you."
Feeling drowsy from the medicine, Sophie tried to muster some energy to make a request, "I'd likesome sauerkraut fish."
Jason refused, "You can't have fish when you have a cold and fever. You need something light."
"Then I want spicy crawfish."
Jason raised his hand to his forehead in exasperation. "Forget it, I'll decide what to make. Youshould go to sleep."
"Oh," Sophie obediently closed her eyes.
Jason tucked her in and left the room.
An hour later, Jason checked on Sophie and found she had broken a sweat and the fever hadsubsided.
Feeling Jason's touch on her forehead, Sophie opened her eyes, groggy. "Jason, it's so hot."
"The fever's broken." Jason soothed patiently. "You've sweated it out, but you need to keep coveredand bear with it for a bit longer."
"Mhm," Sophie mumbled in response.
Her pale, drawn face, devoid of its usual cheerfulness, tugged at Jason's heartstrings. His voicesoft, he asked, "Need a drink of water?"
Sophie shook her head, "I want to sleep some more."
"Then sleep. I'll go cook and wake you up later," Jason said, his voice comforting.
Sophie murmured a low acknowledgment and drifted back to sleep.
Jason watched her for a moment before standing up and leaving.
Jason prepared a few simple dishes. Checking the time, he went to wake Sophie.
This time, Sophie woke up feeling more refreshed and realized she was hungry.
In the dining room, Jason asked her to sit down while he served the meal and brought her utensilsand a spoon.
Sophie propped her chin in her hands, watching him bustle about in the kitchen, and said with agrin, "Having a brother, especially when you're sick, is just the best. It's pure bliss."
Jason glanced back at her, "That's what a boyfriend should be doing for you."
Sophie pouted, "He's really busy."
"He doesn't know you're sick?"
In a small voice, she defended him, "It's just a cold. He doesn't know I had a fever."
Jason didn't want to comment on Robin, so he kept his irritation to himself. He came over, placedthe spoon in her bowl, and said calmly, "You should tell him when something's wrong. Let him fussover you a bit. Otherwise, it'll become a habit for him to neglect you even more."
Sophie nodded, "I get it. I'll tell him next time."
Jason sat across from her, "Just eat."