100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

This was after all not their home and Anthony did not know where the first-aid box was kept. Therefore, he had no choice but to go upstairs and disturb Mr. Kurt and Mrs. Kurt. The elderly were light-sleepers and woke up easily and passed him the first-aid box and told him where the medicine for fever was.

Anthony was grateful towards the elderly and kept apologizing. Mrs. Kurt told him not to feel bad and she wanted to go down and take a look at Eleven. But, Anthony told her not to worry and rest more as he would take care of her.

Mrs. Kurt nodded and he went down in a hurry and gave Eleven the medicine.

"Pour a cup of water for me." Eleven said solemnly and Anthony had a sudden realization before he went out in a a hurry again to get a cup of water for her from the kitchen. Eleven looked at his frantic back view and smiled while shaking her head.

It was just a small illness and there was nothing much to worry, but he was overreacting, as if she had some incurable disease. He did not have to exaggerate so much, but it felt good to be taken care of by someone.

Anthony poured the water and went back to the room quickly and kept helping her to cool down the water by blowing. Eleven sat up and her body felt sore, even a small movement felt tiring for her. She took the medicine and drank some water and wanted to lie down and rest. But, the gaze beside her was too bright and she could not ignore it.

Eleven said. "Anthony, it's late. I'm fine after taking the medicine. You can go back and rest."

"I will leave once you fall asleep." Anthony looked at her sick face and pitied her. He wished that he was the one that was sick so that she would not have to suffer. It was lucky that he woke up, if not, she would have to endure till the next day.

Anthony suddenly got angry because of how she did not tell them that she was sick. She felt uncomfortable when they were watching television and could not concentrate well. Her steps were heavy when she went back to her room, but he did not expect that her illness would be so serious.

"I'm fine." Eleven smiled. She was tired and wanted to rest, therefore she did not want to quarel with him. There were only a man and woman in the room and they were not very close with each other yet, how could she let him be in her room.

Especially when she was sick.

"Who says you're fine." Anthony's voice sounded like he was angry. He touched her forehead with his hand and her temperature was still scarily high. He immediately helped Eleven to lie down and covered her with the blanket. "You can sleep and I will stay here with you. Just call me if anything happens."

"Anthony, you…" Eleven helplessly looked at man that was holding tightly to the blanket and tried to see if he was joking, but he was not.

She could not help but felt a little angry, and a little complicated…

Why was he so nice to her? They did not know each other last time and he seemed to be too nice to her, to the point where it did not seemed like his style. Did he forget what he said? He got separated from his lover and he did not even know if she was still alive, yet he was so nice to her?

Eleven's brain was confused and she was sick, so she was too tired to think too much and wanted to sleep. But, she could not sleep as he was beside her. "Anthony, I feel uneasy with you around. You can just go back and rest, I'm really fine now."

"Why are you uneasy, are you afraid that I might do something to you?" Anthony's voice sounded deep and his blue eyes looked obscure under the dim lights. He clenched his fists unknowingly.

Eleven darkened her face and stared at him. Anthony flustered and bent down and said softly. "Sorry, Little Seven, I should not be too loud with you. I'm worried as you are sick and I just want to take care of you. I can react quickly if anything happens since I'm here. If you don't like it, I can leave once you fall asleep, alright?"

"You're really stubborn." Eleven looked at the face beside her and turned her head to one side. She did not dare to look into his eyes as she did not dare to see if the focus and seriousness in his eyes were real.

Anthony smiled and used his hands to smoothen the messy hair beside her ear. He said lightly, "Little Seven is obedient."

Eleven's heart skip a beat and her body seemed to be injected with electricity, making her feel numb. Her body could not control the strong current and could only endure it.

Little Seven is obedient…

The light in the room was dim and there was only a man and woman in the room. One was lying down while the other was sitting beside the bed and looking at the other. He gently said that Little Seven was obedient and the atmosphere instantly became ambiguous.

When he delicate voice became lowered, it sounded very pleasant. It was as if the couple were whispering to each other. It sounded intimate and made aroused one's heart.

Eleven had experienced a lot of things, yet she could not defend herself from his unintentional attacks.

Anthony…

She looked at the falling snow outside and stopped looking so lost. She did not want to argue with Anthony as he was persistent in the things he wanted to do. She was the only one that knew that her heart beat had become faster and she had experienced this feeling a long, long time ago…

She closed her eyes, but her eyelashes kept shivering and she could not fall asleep. He was just sitting by the bed and looking at her intently and sincerely. She should not suspect his sincerity…

She really did not suspect. She was sick and his concerned look did not seemed fake. The sincerity in his eyes did not seemed fake either.

Was he…

Eleven's heart beat faster the moment she thought of a possibility and she could not help but cough to cover up the sound of her heart beat. The room was too quiet and she was afraid that he would know.

Anthony knew that she had not fallen asleep. He saw that she was coughing and used his hand to touch her forehead and her fever had not subsided. Eleven did not dare to move and could hear clearly that he sighed.

She wanted to sigh more than him. He jsut sat beside her as if he was her lover and looked at her intently. The room was not big and she could feel the coercion that a man had towards a woman. How could she sleep like this?

Therefore, she decided to open her eyes and looked at him. Anthony looked peaceful and smiled warmly when he saw that she opened her eyes.

"Aren't you tired?" Eleven asked him.

Anthony shook his head.

"Anthony, you…" Eleven gritted her teeth and paused in a hesitant manner. She wanted to ask him something, but did not ask.

Anthony stroked her hair gently and smiled. "Just ask whatever you want to ask."

"Why are you… so good to me?" Eleven finally asked. She did not want to ask at first, but she could not endure flirting with a man. It was as if she was enjoying the love and sympathy that she did not deserve.

This was a bad feeling as she did not want something that did not belong to her.

Anthony looked at her affectionately. She did not understand him as this man was good at hiding. He seemed to have different sides to him and she did not really understand him and could only be looked at by him.

She felt flustered.

Anthony suddenly grabbed her cold hands. His hands were warm and he put his face on their hands and said softly. "Little Seven, are you a fool or am I a fool, can't you feel that I'm courting you?"

His words were like thunder striking on her head, making her lose her soul. He was courting her? How was it possible, he must be joking. But, his actions…

Wait, didn't he have a lover?

Eleven was suddenly very angry and her shocked gaze became angry. "Let me off!"

Her low and hoarse voice did not cover her dominance. Anthony looked at her eyes deeply, his expression remained calm, but he did not cover the loving look in his eyes.

"Why are you angry?"

"Anthony, don't joke with me." Eleven said coldly. "I hate it when people joke with me, I will take it as real."

"Then take it as real."

"Anthony, stop joking with me." Eleven wanted to take back her hands, but Anthony held onto her tightly and did not let go.

"I'm not joking. Little Seven, look at my eyes, it will not lie to you." Anthony said affectionately. He held her hands tightly and repeated. "It will not lie to you."

"Didn't you say you've separated with you lover? It's only been two days and you like me now." Eleven sneered. "I don't like a man that is fickle in love."

Anthony was startled and he smiled. He could not hide the laughter in his eyes. "Little Seven, are you jealous?"

"Nonsense, I'm not!" Eleven denied immediately.

Anthony sighed. "I'm sorry for lying, but that was just a story and it's not real."

Eleven did not know what happened to her, but she instantly felt repulsed. "Why are you out to look for her if it is not real. If it is not real, then what is real? How do I know if what you said is real."

"Am I so not trust worthy?" Anthony said faintly. "I made up a story so that I can stay here. I go out everyday as I really like snow. Didn't you not tell Mr. Kurt and Mrs. Kurt that they have mistook you when you first met them?"

Eleven was instantly speechless because of what Anthony said.

Everything he said was correct.

Eleven looked at the snow outside the window and her heart felt heavy. Could she still like someone?

Anthony turned back her head gently, his gaze affectionate and focused. He looked at her as if trying to seduce her. "Little Seven, believe me, I am serious."

"You don't even know who I am." Eleven said coldly. "If you know who I am, you will definitely be scared to death."

"I will not!"

Eleven sneered and did not reply. Anthony fixed his gaze on her again. "Give us a chance, alright?"

"Why do you like me? We've only known each other for two days."

Anthony smiled and looked at her eyes. "Do you believe in love at first sight?"

"I don't believe!"

Love at first sight is just a thing used to lie to people and she never believed in it. But… once…

"It doesn't matter whether you believe or not because I indeed fell in love with you the first time I saw you." Anthony sounded sincere. "Give me time to prove and I will make you believe me."

"Anthony, I don't need love." Eleven rejected him coldly. She wanted to keep her own heart and not give it to anyone else.

"Why?"

"No reason, I just don't need." Eleven said coldly as she suppressed the surging bitter feelings in her heart. Her attitude was firm. "You can give up as I am heartless and it is useless no matter what you do."

"How could you be heartless? Little Seven is obedient and sweet, how can such a girl be heartless?" Anthony smiled.

Eleven was startled. Little Seven… Little Seven, but she was not Little Seven. She was Eleven, and the real Eleven was not like this. Anthony, the person you like is Little Seven…

And not Eleven!

She felt angry, but she did not know what she was angry about and felt that she was torturing herself. She felt that she was hopeless as she was going to lose her rationale because of this man.

This feeling was scary.

"Anthony, I'm not the person that you like. She is just a fake person and does not exist." Eleven's voice sounded cold. "That's not me, not me."

"You're such a fool, everyone can have different sides to time and nobody says that one person can only have one personality. The other person is also you, but just that you've never realized it." Anthony held her hand and said solemnly. "Little Seven, don't deny it. You don't hate me, right?"

"But that does not mean I like you."

"Therefore give us a chance."

Eleven frowned and her mind was in a mess, she could not help but said. "Anthony, can you talk to me about all these after I've recovered? I'm tired now and have no mood to talk about this."

Anthony looked at her deeply and knew that she was trying to escape. He did not cared and said lightly. "Alright, we shall not talk about it. You just have to remember one thing and that is I'm courting you."

Eleven was quiet and did not reply. "I want to sleep. Can you go back to your room?"

"I will leave once you fall asleep."

"You…" Eleven looked angry and Anthony just smiled back. The fury of anger in her was put out by him. Alright, he could stay if he wished to.

She was really tired and closed her eyes to rest. However, her thoughts were cheerful, Anthony, Anthony…

She was finally tired and so was her body. Soon, she slept soundly.

Anthony sat by the bed and looked at her sleeping face. He felt bitter and he looked like he was in pain. He could not help but touched her face and the skin mask was very well done.

It felt just like a real face.

Being able to look at her and touch her was something that he had not thought of even in his dreams.

He would be very careful in protecting her…

He would never hurt her again.

Never…

Anthony could not help but kissed her lightly on her lip.