337 Mika needs her help (1/2)

Just let me sleep!

Then the alarm stopped. The clock went snoozed but after five minutes it rang again. Disturbing her sleep again.

Oh my God! Ryn immediately sat up and stared at the wailing clock. What wrong did she do to receive this hellish treatment? All she wanted was to sleep in peace. Was it so hard to give?

She punched it to stop with a growl. She knew if she kept being stubborn and continued her sleep, if this clock this did not disturb her sleep, something else would. Better to force herself to be awakened now and faced with what was going to happen even with a forced smile on her face.

She grabbed a towel from the wardrobe and headed toward the bathroom, still grumbling under her breath. Why did she forget to change the alarm to 10.00 am instead of the usual 4.00 am? And now she could no longer force herself to sleep until she had her shower and breakfast.

It took her less than ten minutes to be done with her shower before she stumbled into the kitchen, wearing a fresh pair of shirt and shorts. Yawning loudly, she opened the refrigerator, only to pause. It was empty! She forgot to do her grocery again after so many months out of the house. Everything that perishable was safe in her stomach before she left two months ago. Hence, the things that were left in the refrigerator were cold water, ice and... kimchi?

Ryn took out the jar of kimchi and frowned at it. When did she buy this? She could not remember when she even consumed it. How could this thing end up in her refrigerator?

”This is weird,” she murmured. But she kept it back into the refrigerator before went to rummage into the cabinets.

There was nothing in any of the compartments. Not even instant noodle!

”What kind of a house is this?” she grumbled unhappily. Her hands on her hips as her eyes scanned the kitchen cabinets.

No food anywhere.

Oh, she wished she had a genie to order or maybe she could be a witch. Why couldn't something appear when she needed it?

She rubbed her growling stomach.

Why did she not eat any extra steak last night? Or eat more?

Oh yes, she remembered now. Last night she did not eat to her fill because of the dowager. Having to face her 'interrogation' before and during the dinner really stopped her appetite. She did not even eat dessert!

And she knew it would be delicious. The cook in the Long was a wizard to whip delicious meals and desserts. She almost cried at the thought of missing the desserts.

She rubbed her stomach again, mooning over the dessert she was missing out. Oh, if only the cook remembered to pack some for her to bring back home. She could always eat dessert for breakfast.

”Argh… I shouldn't stay here and keep being sad. I can just wait for the restaurant to open and eat there,” she cried and stormed back to her room. She could just continue her sleep while waiting for the restaurant to open. It would be better to sleep rather than grumbling because of her hunger.

She pulled the blanket and prepared to lie down. But then she saw her phone blinking, signalling there was a message.

She frowned. Should she check now or later?

She checked the time and saw it was still early. Should she check it now? But even if she checked it now, the sender was still asleep, she reasoned. Honestly, she was just plain lazy to do anything right now. Too lazy and too hungry to care.

With a shrug, she just left the phone on the nightstand. She only turned off the recharger for her phone. Then, she adjusted herself on the bed, pulled up the blanket and closed her eyes.

”Let me dream about eating steaks. A lot of steaks,” she murmured, almost immediately drifted back into the lalaland. It took her less than five seconds to fall asleep.

When she woke up back, the sun was already up in the sky. She blinked her eyes sleepily, staring at the ceiling rather blankly. Her body was sore all over. The exhaustion from the works was creeping back to her and it was painful.

When working, she had to bent her body in so many ways in order to fit the theme and what the directors wanted. And she did not feel anything when working but the pain would come later when she no longer busy with her work. And the time was now.

She closed her eyes, pulled her body closer and groaned loudly.

She was hungry but now her body did not seem to stop from hurting.

It took her half an hour to stop groaning. She pulled back herself to sit up and reached for her ringing phone.

”Hello.”

”Hello, love. Good morning,” the call was from Jeremy and he greeted her huskily.

”Hmm… morning,” she murmured, wiping the sweat on her face with the blanket subconsciously.

”You must be hungry? Want to eat with me?” he asked.

”Hmm…” she did not say yes or no, just hmm. She pulled herself to stand and walked to the bathroom to wash her face. She also brought the phone, unwilling to end the call yet.