Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife Chapter 329 - 328: Taking Care

Damian Sinclair stood still, waiting for her to touch his forehead.

His facial features were rugged and well-defined, but at this mont his fever-reddened cheeks and eyes took on a sowhat pitiful expression.

Bella Acker withdrew her hand, "Damian, do you know you’re having a fever?"

"Just a minor cold." Damian Sinclair felt that except for being a bit hot, he didn’t feel any other discomfort.

Bella Acker was speechless, "Your forehead is so hot, it must be at least 38 degrees." Saying that, she stepped into the house.

Damian Sinclair touched his own forehead, feeling the temperature was quite normal.

Bella Acker ca out from the house with a thermoter, fever patch, and dicine, first handing the thermoter to Damian Sinclair, "Hold this in your mouth first, take it out in a while."

Damian Sinclair frowned at the thermoter offered, unable to open his mouth to hold it.

Bella Acker raised an eyebrow, "Don’t forget the excessive things you said to , do you still want my forgiveness?"

Damian Sinclair glanced at her, and reluctantly put the thermoter in his mouth.

Over there, the workers had already moved everything into the house and arranged it. Special Assistant Lawson ca over and said, "Boss, everything is set. Is there anything else?"

Damian Sinclair turned his head to look at him, still with the thermoter in his mouth.

Special Assistant Lawson was stunned, but quickly returned to normal, "Then I’ll head back to the company, Boss should rest well today, I’ll instruct everyone on the work."

Bella Acker said, "Special Assistant Lawson, thank you."

"No need, Ms. Acker, you’re too polite." Special Assistant Lawson shook his head with a smile, "I’ll be off then, goodbye Ms. Acker." After saying that, he left briskly, though his steps didn’t seem as steady as when he ca.

Special Assistant Lawson quickly walked out the door, imdiately took out his phone and sent a ssage in the presidential secretary assistant group, "Big news, turns out the Boss is just an ordinary person who catches colds! My goodness, I actually saw the Boss with a thermoter in his mouth, I could die without regret."

The ssage instantly exploded in the small group!

Secretary A: "Really? I always thought Boss was a robot!"

Secretary B: "I also always deeply suspected President Sinclair wasn’t human. Now that I know he’s human, I’m relieved. Otherwise, I always felt like I was unwittingly doing sothing to destroy humanity."

Secretary C: "Special Assistant Lawson, asking for photos! Asking for photos! Asking for photos!"

Special Assistant Lawson: "How could there be photos, what are you thinking. Work well, Boss won’t be at the company today."

Secretary A, B, C: "Oh, without seeing the stunning Boss, work lacks passion."

Special Assistant Lawson: "What about ? What do I count as in your eyes?"

Secretary A, B, C: "Barely considered not too obviously ugly. Oh, I wish Boss would co to work."

Special Assistant Lawson was speechless, too lazy to pay attention to the group chat, when putting the phone away, he unexpectedly glanced back at the yard, just in ti to see Bella Acker tear open a fever patch and stick it on Damian Sinclair’s forehead.

Special Assistant Lawson shook his head, "Ah, when the Boss and Ms. Acker are at odds, he carries himself like he’s bearing an iceberg, freezing anyone even from thousands of miles away. It’s better now, it might even reduce his work stress. Shouldn’t the affairs of foreign branches be handed over to the general managers to handle?"

Special Assistant Lawson left with the workers, the yard returned to tranquility.

Bella Acker applied the fever patch to Damian Sinclair.