Zhuo Junyue looked at her, seeing she was in much better spirits, and felt relieved, "Tomorrow, when you feel a bit better, I'll take you out again."
He had already decided to stay two more days in the Maldives and then head to the next destination.
After all, some unpleasant things had happened here, and despite the beautiful scenery, his interest in this place had waned.
"Alright, hubby, there's a moon tonight, shall we go for a walk on the beach after dinner?"
"You just got better, the sea breeze is strong outside, be good, we'll go tomorrow."
Ningyan felt a bit disappointed but looking at the expression on Lord Zhuo's face, it clearly read: No room for doubt.
Generally speaking, there was nothing she wanted that he didn't fulfill.
But when it came to her health, there was absolutely no room for negotiation.
He would get very anxious over minor colds or fevers.
Little did she know, but he was keenly aware.
This time, her fever was partly related to the medication.
