Chapter 59 I Slept in Marlon's Arms

A prompt sounded from the rice steamer when the porridge was cooked. It pulled me back to reality. I quickly turned off the power, poured the porridge into a bowl and brought it to Marlon. "Since your stomach hurts, you’d better have some porridge!" Only after saying this did I realize that I was used to helping him do everything and being nice to him, for I couldn't bear to see him unhappy or feel uncomfortable. "Feed me. My stomach hurts!" Without moving, he leaned against the sofa. I wanted to refuse, because it was utterly inappropriate for me to feed him. However, seeing his paler face and the beads of sweat on his forehead, I picked up the bowl without saying anything. Then I scooped up a spoonful of porridge and cooled it down before putting it near Marlon's lips. Marlon stared at me. The whole house was in silence, and he kept looking at me quietly. I also looked back at him without uttering a word. My heart suddenly beat rapidly. This had never happened before. When we we