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Nolan glanced at the bed, then at Eliza. “I was just… trying to help you tidy up a little.”
“…I can do it myself.”
Yesterday, when Eliza had cleaned up, she’d shoved her underwear under the pillow.
Hopefully, Nolan hadn’t seen it.
“…All right.”
Nolan set the blanket down and stepped out of the room.
Only after he left did Eliza rush to check under the pillow.
Whew… thank god it hadn’t been spotted.
She let out a breath of relief and quickly tucked the underwear into the drawer.
“I brought you some breakfast. I didn’t know what you liked, so I just got a bit of everything.”
Eliza placed the breakfast on the table, including a bowl of millet porridge.
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“This flu seems to be making people hungrier. Everyone’s saying their appetite’s grown. I don’t even know if all this is enough for you.”
“It’s plenty.”
Nolan opened the disposable fork wrapper.
Just as he was about to start eating—
Eliza placed her hand on his forehead. “Feels like your fever’s gone down a bit. Looks like the meds are working.”
“But you’re still a patient. No need to do chores like this–I’ll clean up when I get back.”
“It’s already been a month. If you were going to clean, this place would’ve been spotless by now.”
Shot down on the spot, Eliza felt a little defeated.
Sure, she was lazy.
But she also had her hands full with the warehouse. At home, she often just tore open a pack of instant noodles and called it lunch, dinner, or both.
“I’m not going to argue with you. Eat up. I’m heading to work.”
Just as she turned to leave, Nolan grabbed her wrist. “Eat first.”
“I’m not that hungry…”
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“Then take it with you and eat on the way. Skipping meals isn’t worth it.”
He stuffed a dumpling into her hand.
This time, Eliza didn’t protest. Holding the dumpling, she waved at him. “Thanks.”
With that, she ran out the door.
Only after she left did Nolan exhale quietly.
His ears were a little red.
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Because just now, when he’d gone into her room to clean, the first thing he saw was a pink bra tucked under the pillow…
At the warehouse-
Eliza was busy managing mask orders.
Just before noon, she received an order.
One look at the shipping address and she knew it by heart.
It was the Rivers family estate. And the buyer–Evelyn.
“Boss, I looked at the order. Nothing seems off.”
“Have customer service respond,” Eliza said. “Tell them we’re out of stock. Cancel it.”
“Huh?”
The employee blinked. “Why are we cancelling it?”
“Don’t ask. Just cancel this one. From now on, any order from this account or this address–cancel them all.”
The staffer didn’t understand but followed instructions anyway.
Back at the Rivers household, Evelyn’s face turned stormy when she got the notification.
“What do they mean they’re out of stock?!”
She stormed over to Nathan. “How is this possible? Their sales numbers are still going up!”
There were only a few stores left online that had the antiviral meds.
Most were sold out.
Only this one still had stock.
And now even they claimed to be out?
Evelyn grew frantic. “Honey! We have no masks or medicine. What if something happens to us? Don’t you
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have any connections?”
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“You think people are just handing this stuff out right now? Masks and antivirals are rare goods–nobody has any!”
Nathan was just as stressed.
They’d already contacted everyone they could.
But in a time like this, unless you owed someone your life, no one was going to help you.
This strain could kill if you weren’t careful.
“…What if we ask Eliza?” Nathan said cautiously.
Evelyn’s face turned even darker. “No way!”
“But she’s the only one who still has masks and meds. If we don’t go to her, what else can we do?”
No one knew when the flu might hit them.
And if they didn’t have the meds by then, they’d be the ones suffering.
Hearing that, even Evelyn started wavering.
Go to Eliza?
But that ungrateful brat had already sent her to jail once without hesitation.
Now she was supposed to go crawling back?
Impossible.
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Evelyn slumped onto the couch, shoulders sagging. “If you want to beg her, you do it. Don’t drag me into it.”
“Fine! I’ll do it myself!”
Nathan figured he’d always treated Eliza fairly well.
So he dialed her number.
It rang twice-
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