"Do you really think you're still young? Sleeping on the balcony in this weather without even covering yourself with a blanket, you deserve to get sick!" Bella Scott was so angry that she wanted to swear.
Edward Anderson heard Bella's voice and opened his eyes to look at her. His eyes were unfocused, and he looked confused: "Bella?"
Was he dreaming?
Bella scoffed in her heart.
He must be out of his mind with fever, not realizing that he was calling her name with her own tone.
"Go inside." She ordered coldly.
Edward struggled to get up and followed her: "Are you angry?" His voice was a bit hoarse because of the fever.
Damn, he upset her again. Each time he didn't know what happened, but Bella would always get angry at him.
"Of course, I'm angry. You'll spread the cold germs when you're sick. What should I do if I get infected?" Bella replied coldly.
Edward found her words reasonable.
