Free Web NovelChapter 717: Chapter 688: Love in a Parallel Universe [010]
When the soft and tender fingertips touched his face, Simon Forrester froze for a moment, not moving for quite a while.
Sienna Thorne poked once, seemed unsatisfied, and poked again.
Simon Forrester was caught between laughter and tears, closing the laptop he had just opened, turning his head to look at her, and said amusingly, "Is there something on my face?"
She was first shocked, then exclaimed, "Oh my God, it really is you?!"
"Yes, it’s me."
Oh my God!
His voice is so nice! So nice!
Sienna’s face instantly blushed, her finger that had poked his cheek meeting her other finger, whispering, "I didn’t expect it to be you."
Simon Forrester chuckled softly, not saying anything more, turning back to continue looking at his laptop.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Sienna sat upright, took a sip of water to ease her awkwardness.
She was thinking about what to say to Simon Forrester.
"Are you going to London on a business trip?" she asked softly.
The girl’s voice was originally gentle, and by intentionally lowering it, it sounded even cuter.
Simon Forrester focused on the computer screen, his hand moving on the touchpad, casually replied, "Yes, a business trip."
She initially thought he would ask something like "What about you?", and then the conversation could continue, but he actually stopped after that.
In such a situation, it generally means he doesn’t want to continue the conversation.
Sienna was afraid of disturbing him, smiled awkwardly, picked up her utensils, ready to eat.
Today’s tuna steak didn’t taste very good, didn’t seem very fresh. She had to rush out in the morning, only drinking a glass of milk, and now she was hungry, she didn’t think too much, and quickly finished it.
After a while, the flight attendant came to take away their trays.
Seeing that Simon Forrester’s portion was almost untouched, she softly asked, "You didn’t eat lunch at all, aren’t you hungry?"
"No."
A single word answer, he seemed really not wanting to chat.
Sienna felt she was being a bit self-satisfied, put on her sleep mask, and continued to sleep.
She didn’t know how long she had slept, suddenly woken up by a violent growling sound from her stomach. Her entire lower abdomen felt like it was in turmoil, with a bit of an urge to have diarrhea.
Initially, she wanted to endure it, but the pain worsened.
She lifted her sleep mask, holding her stomach as she got up.
Simon Forrester was still looking at his laptop. freewebnovёl.ƈom
She bent over, her expression pained, "Mr. Forrester, sorry, I need to go out for a moment."
The man pulled his long legs back.
.
Sienna sat on the toilet for more than half an hour, her diarrhea leaving her legs weak.
Originally, she hadn’t eaten much today, and having diarrhea now gave her a feeling of exhaustion, not knowing when it would stop.
She felt she might get dehydrated if it went on.
"Knock knock—" someone was knocking on the door.
She thought it was a kind flight attendant checking on her, about to say she was fine, when a deep and pleasant male voice floated in through the door.
"Are you okay?"
It was Simon Forrester.
Does he need to use the restroom?
Sienna blushed, hurriedly saying, "I’m fine... sorry, could you please wait a moment?"
She quickly grabbed some paper to wipe, but another wave of urgency...
She felt like crying.
Once it subsided, she woefully called to the person outside, "I need a bit more time, can you... use another restroom?"
Wahhh, so embarrassing!
Last time it was a shirt mishap, this time hogging the toilet with diarrhea...
So mortifying!
She wanted to cry!
Another wave crashed over her, leaving her completely drained, that inner urgency finally felt a bit better.
Her whole body was exhausted, limp.
Taking her time to put her pants back on, she stood up, a wave of dizziness hit, nearly making her fall, but she managed to steady herself by grabbing the sink.
She slowly moved to wash her hands, dry them, then holding her stomach, opened the door.
Seeing Simon Forrester still standing outside, she blushed, whispered, "Well... I just finished, it might smell a bit inside... so maybe..."
"Are you okay?"
She quickly waved her hand, "I’m fine, I’m fine."
Finishing speaking, feeling very shy, she was about to remind Simon Forrester to use another restroom.
But the man who was standing beside her suddenly walked into the restroom behind her, then...
Then came the sound of flushing...
She quickly turned her head to look, some yellow-brown liquid was swirling down in the toilet.
???
So she forgot to flush just now?
Wahhh!
She wanted to find a piece of tofu to knock herself out!
Simon Forrester came out after washing his hands, looking down at her, "Can you walk by yourself? Do you need me to help you?"
Sienna felt so embarrassed that she wished she could become mute on the spot, not wanting to say a word, but Simon Forrester, having just helped her flush the toilet, she couldn’t not say anything.
Wahhh! So embarrassing! She wanted to cry!
She swallowed, whispered, "Thank you. I can walk by myself." Finished speaking, holding her stomach, she quickly left.
The seat was not far from the restroom, she crouched and slipped back into the window seat, started panting heavily, feeling utterly exhausted.
From her angle, Simon Forrester was talking to the flight attendant about something, the flight attendant smilingly responded, and he also smiled back at the flight attendant.
She felt a bit uncomfortable.
She didn’t know why, just uncomfortable.
Why should it matter to her who Simon Forrester smiles at, why was she feeling uncomfortable?
With physical discomfort clashing with unexplained annoyance, Sienna was in a terrible mood, she pulled down the sleep mask, shifted her body, and continued to sleep.
"Ms. Thorne..."
She lifted the sleep mask to see the flight attendant holding a tray, smiling, "Miss, this gentleman asked us to prepare an electrolyte drink for you."
"Oh, thank you."
She glanced at Simon Forrester.
Simon Forrester took the drink from the flight attendant and placed it in the drink holder of her seat’s armrest.
So it turned out that he was talking to the flight attendant to prepare an electrolyte drink for her. And all this because he helped her flush the toilet earlier and realized she had diarrhea.
Ah!
This man is so considerate!
Kind, gentlemanly, and thoughtful!
Hmph!
Really envy his girlfriend!
Ah...
But he belongs to someone else.
Sienna’s mood was like a roller coaster in those few seconds, constantly cycling between low and high.
She listlessly picked up the cup, sipping it slowly.
As she was lost in thought, Simon Forrester suddenly asked warmly, "Stomach upset?"
She snapped back, murmured "yes," and said softly, "My digestion is quite sensitive."
"Watch your diet and keep warm."
"Thank you."
Another silence followed.
She felt a bit tired, not really wanting to talk, pulled down her sleep mask, and went back to sleep. But not half an hour passed when her stomach discomfort returned.
She whimpered, twisting her body, trying to dispel the irritation brought by an upset stomach.
"Hurts again?" the man’s deep and pleasant voice was like a feather, brushing across her heart.
She was too uncomfortable, couldn’t care about nerves or poise, clutching her stomach, stood up with difficulty, "I need to go out for a bit."
