Chapter 459 - I Want To See You

Noah went into the bathroom to empty the urinal and rinse it. Then he set it back beneath the bed and went back to the bathroom to wash his hands. When he came out, Lisa pushed the door open and gave him an embarrassing smile.

"My apologies for what has happened. You are Mr...." Lisa asked kindly. She was nice to her son's friends.

"Sachs. Mrs. Dalton." Noah introduced himself.

Ferne was thinking about other things in bed. Hearing the conversation, he blurted out, "Mom, he is Noah."

Lisa smiled happily.

Noah nodded at Lisa.

Lisa quite liked this guy so she said, "Then I'll call you Noah."

"Okay." Noah offered his chair to Lisa and stood beside the bed.

Lisa took out the porridge to cool it down and a spoon. Just as she was about to get up to wash it, Noah took it from her hand and said, "I'll do it."

'A considerate boy.' Lisa thought.

Lisa spoke to Ferne, "Your friend is quite nice."

Lisa had seen his son's a lot of friends, Jaquan and Randy, but they were all taken good care of by their family and seldom did housework, let alone offered to wash spoons or bowls these trivial things.

This guy was not that type and Lisa liked him.

Ferne said proudly, "Of course! He is also good at cooking."

"Oh, he can cook?" Lisa was a little surprised and sighed, "His wife must be very happy."

"He's not married." Ferne frowned. "Why would you think so?"

Lisa asked in confusion, "He is so good. How could he not get married? Then he must have a girlfriend."

"No."

"How could it be possible?" Lisa claimed in surprise.

Ferne couldn't help but retort, "Doesn't Randy have a girlfriend either?"

"That is because he doesn't want to get married." Lisa thought for a moment and asked again, "Does he like playing games?"

"No, he doesn't," Ferne said.

Lisa asked curiously, "Then what does he do?"

At this moment, Noah happened to walked out of the bathroom with the spoon. Ferne felt what he did now was far away from who he was. He laughed and answered, "A chef. He's a chef."

Noah was speechless.

Lisa nodded and said, "It's a good job. If it's possible, I want to invite him home to cook." Lisa said and then turned to Noah, asking, "Is it okay, Noah?"

Noah could only answer yes.

Ferne suppressed his laughter. He took a breath and tried to calm down.

Lisa took up the bowl, ready to feed Ferne, but Ferne didn't want to eat. Although he hadn't eaten anything and felt hungry, he didn't want to eat porridge. He wanted to eat meat, chicken drumsticks, and things like that.

Not porridge.

Lisa noticed his expression and she comforted him, "When you're better, I'll made you other food. You have some porridge first, okay?"

Ferne turned his head and refused, "I don't want to eat."

"Mrs. Dalton, you go back first. Let me take care of him," Noah said, taking the bowl from Lisa.

Lisa was a little surprised, "You want to help?"

This young man seems to be very close to her son. Lisa nodded in satisfaction, "Alright, then please help me. Tonight I...."

Ferne turned around and said, "Mom, you go back to sleep. Noah is here. Don't worry. You can come tomorrow."

"Does it bother you to stay here?" Lisa looked at Noah hesitantly.

"It's okay. He doesn't mind." Ferne answered for Noah.

Noah wanted to retort but held back.

Then Lisa took her bag and left. Before she left, she thanked Noah again, "Thanks a lot. I didn't expect my son has such a nice friend. He is a stubborn guy."

Noah offered a smile and sent Lisa away. After closing the ward door, he walked to Ferne and asked with a cold face, "A chef?"

Ferne said, "My mother hasn't gone far yet."

Noah didn't want to argue with him and handed over the bowl on the table.

Ferne mumbled, "Don't you feed me?"

Suddenly, Ferne's phone rang. He glanced at the screen and picked it up.

"Ferne, Branden has confessed!" At the other side, Joe said excitedly.

Ferne looked up with a beam and saw Noah who also gave a sigh of relief. They exchanged looks and smiled at each other.

...

Ten o'clock at night.

Christy put on clothes and took a taxi to a street near the Peck's. Then she went into a shop and bought Oden. She walked down the street to the Peck's in the cold wind.

Before she reached the door, she saw Jason coming towards her and motioning her to be quiet. Jason gently opened the giant iron door and led her towards the garret.

The other servants were busy in the kitchen and the only doorkeeper was sent away by Jason. As Christy walked up the stairs, a wind blew over. The three carp windsocks in the attic fluttered in the air.

Only one of her arms could move now and it was carrying the food. When Christy arrived at the door, she did not knock but directly pushed the door open. The lights in the room were on. Christy turned and gently kicked the door closed with her feet.

The man in the bed curtain moved and extended a pale hand. Trevor pulled open the curtain and saw Christy. His eyes fixed on her for a while and then he retreated.

Christy blinked, "What happened?"

The person inside didn't answer.

"I bought you some food. It tastes very good." Christy tried to coax him with food but failed. Trevor still kept silent.

Christy puts the cup on the carpet and picked one stick with meatballs. She took a bite and chewed it out loud, "It's so good."

She edged open the curtain with her head and said to the darkness, "Do you want some?" She handed the meatball in and waited for a while, but Trevor didn't move.

"Don't want to eat cheap cuisine?" Christy retracts her hand and said, "Forget it. How could a prince like you eat this?"

"You ... have bitten it." A slightly hoarse voice came from inside.

Christy bites her lips with a smile, "Can you see it?" She looked down at her half-bitten meatball. "Then I'll have it and give you a new one."

As she spoke, she ate the meatball and offered another one to Trevor.

Not long after, the man in the curtain like a cat ate his food with a very light movement.

"Good?" Christy couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to eat Kelp?"

Before Trevor could reply, she took it back, "No, you're so thin. You'd better eat some meatballs." She picked another stick and handed it over.

Then they finished the food in half an hour, one sitting in the light on the carpet and the other in the darkness on the bed.

"I'm not leaving tonight," Christy said and then dumped the mess into the trash can at the door. "Can I sleep here tonight?" She asked.

Trevor didn't answer.

Christy pulled open the curtain, the light flowing in. She saw Trevor sitting on the bed with his back bent and his hood covering his head. She could not see his expression clearly. She only knew her heart ached when she saw him like this.

This feeling was so strong. She had been with Noah for so many years. When Noah was sick or got injured, she would feel heartache, but not as strong as this time.

The man on the bed seemed to be abandoned by the whole world. He curled up on the bed with the hood covering his face so that no one could see his expressions.

"Trevor?" She stretched out her hand and pulled his sleeve. "Are you angry? Because I didn't come to see you earlier?"

Trevor shook his head and his hood moved slightly.

"Then what happened to you?" Christy bowed her head in an attempt to see his face clearly, "Why are you upset?"

Trevor slowly looked up and insisted, "I am not."

"Really?" Christy wanted to guide him to speak to her.

However, Trevor said nothing more.

"If you didn't tell me, I'll kiss you." She tried to threaten him.

But Trevor still kept silent.

Christy climbed into the bed and the curtain enclosed them in the darkness. She sat quietly in front of Trevor. After thinking for a moment, she did not choose to remove the hood from his head.

"What's the matter?" She whispered, "Tell me, okay?"

After a long time, Trevor uttered, "I want to see you."

"What?" Christy thought it was an illusion.

Trevor said again, "I just want to see you."