386 You are mine and I am yours (2/2)

”Young Master is having a fever. I have called the doctor to come,” the butler reported.

”Fever? Fell out of love can make him have a fever?” Mia's brows rose. She knew about Harry's heartbroken cry yesterday. In fact, she tried to help, along with her mother and aunt, to make him feel better. He did look better before they went to sleep. But now...?

”I have given him Paracetamol,” the butler said, did not catch her muse. His attention was on how to reduce the temperature before Mrs. Si learned about this. He did not want to worry Madam.

”Oh. I'll go have breakfast first,” Mia was starving. Last night she went to sleep a bit late because of coaxing the devastated Harry. The one thing she could not believe was that he did not even confess to the woman he was in love with and suddenly received the news that the woman was taken. Could it even consider being rejected when there was no confession involved?

Maybe she was still young and hasn't fallen in love with anyone so she could not understand the pain Harry was having. She could not empathy with him, only saying ”Why don't you just find someone else to like? I have a lot of girlfriends. I can introduce you.”

Hence the reason why she was sent to her room by both her mother and aunt and needed to reflect on her 'careless' opinion. But it was already late and she did not even reflect on anything, just went to sleep. She even forgot to tell her friends about her 'matchmaking' idea and asked for their opinion.

She went downstairs and into the dining room. Her parents and aunt were already there. Her mother was busy nagging at her aunt while helping to serve food for her husband. Just a usual sight every morning.

”Where is Jeremy?” her father asked once she sat on her chair and a maid quickly put her breakfast in front of her.

”He's still in his room,” she replied. Her eyes shone brightly at the menu of the day. The cook really made her favorite today after she mumbled at her about her desire to eat them. So happy.

”Why hasn't he got up yet?” her father asked, frowning, ”Isn't he supposed to follow me to the office today?”

His wife and sister exchanged a worried look. They knew Harry's emotion was still unstable and not suitable to work right now. He should relax and forget about his pain first before he received the training to inherit the CEO position in the company.

”He's not well. The doctor is on the way,” Mia shrugged. She was not worried about Harry. Her mind was full of enjoying her favorite food. Maybe she could go to the kitchen and whisper to the cook to make her other favorite food for lunch and dinner... and maybe for tea too.

So excited.

She should call her friends and invite them to a tea party later.

”He's not well? Is he sick? Is it serious?” Mrs. Si cried as she stood up. Throwing the fork carelessly down the plate, she rushed to the door. Angel, her sister-in-law followed behind. Both were worried about Harry.

Mr. Si stayed on his chair. He heard that the doctor was on the way and seeing how relax Mia was. So, he had no doubt his son's sickness was not that serious. Of course, his wife and sister would think otherwise. They loved overthinking too much and exaggerate too. Too dramatic to his taste but he loved both of them, so he just accepted this side of them without complaint. That was why he just smiled when his wife started to nag at his sister. It was all for love. His wife showed her care by nagging and he showed his love by treating them well.

A give and take were what important to maintain peace in a relationship.

”Dad, is it okay if I invite my friends for a tea party this evening?” Mia asked as she poured another glass of orange juice for herself.

”I thought you have to go to your violin class this evening?” Mr. Si cocked an eyebrow.

”But dad~”

”Oh, it just reminds me. Your mother wants to sign you to a summer camp. I've given my permission so you just follow whatever she wants.”

Mia's fork and knife dropped without her realizing it. Her widened eyes gazed at her father. A summer camp? But... but she already has a plan with her friends for the holiday. Why would her mother send her without discussing first?

”But... but...”

”No cry to me. If anything, you can discuss it with your mother. Now, where is she? I'm going to be late if she still hasn't come down,” he frowned, looking for his lovely wife. He always kissed and hugged his wife before he left for work.