Chapter 12 - Tender Love And Care

I panicked so I immediately went out to take the elevator. I ran into the clinic and asked the nurse for some medicine and I also grabbed a blanket and a clean towel. Having these things on my hands, I wasn't able to press the floor number. Fortunately, a good man did it for me until I got into the 45th floor.

"Thank you," I said and smiled at him before I hurryingly walked and entered his office. I covered him with the blanket before running out again towards the pantry. I dipped the towel on the bowl with cold water and some ice I went back into his office. I pulled a chair and sat in front of him.

"Sir," I said, gently waking him up. He groaned a bit so I called him again. "Sir, you need to take the medicine."

He then opened his eyes and looked up to me. His fever somehow made him look pale. I helped him sit before I fixed the blanket on him. I handed him the medicine and a glass of water. His hands were trembling a bit so I held the glass to make sure that it won't fall.

"What time is it?" He asked with a weak voice after he drank.

"It's already 11:00 AM, sir," I said while putting down the glass on the coffee table behind me.

"I have a meeting, let's go." He quickly stood up which made him feel dizzy. Luckily, I was there to hold him.

"No, sir. I'll cancel the meeting. You can't go in this condition," I answered before forcing him to sit down again. "I'm sure they'll understand."

I went into my cabin to call his business partner's secretary to tell them that Mr. Parker can't make it due to his fever and they were actually considerate. After we talked, I went back inside and I saw him holding his head, probably a headache.

I sat in front of him. "You should see a doctor, Mr. Parker."

He just shook his head to disagree. "I'm tired of seeing a doctor." I remembered Summer, she used to say that also. Tired of medications, tired of going to the hospital and tired of being prone to sickness.

I heavily sighed before making a cold compress using the soaked towel. I glanced at him and he looked curious while watching me do it.

"What?" I asked because he won't stop looking at me.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?" I asked back. I didn't want to believe that he never experienced being wiped with a cold towel.

His eyebrows are furrowed. "You aren't going to treat me like a 7-year-old kid, right?"

I scoffed. "This method isn't just for 7 years old, sir. It will help you feel better," I explained briefly.

When I told him to lie down but he refused at first. Now he's giving me the idea that he's not only flirty, but picky also. I forced him again and this time, he wasn't able to do anything because his head might be a little heavy at the moment.

"You better don't tell this about anyone. Women find me hot until they see this," he complained before closing his eyes.

I just laughed at him. "Why are you overreacting, sir? It's not like girls won't like you anymore just because they saw you being treated like a '7-year-old kid' with a fever," I mocked him before putting the towel on his forehead.

"Whatever you say," he almost whispered. I fixed the blanket to make sure he's not going to tremble again. It scares the hell out of me like what Summer always did.

We were silent for few minutes and I think he already fell asleep. He could wake up anytime so I called Rowan to buy food for his lunch. I still have here the medicines he should take to get better as soon as possible. I was fixing the towel in the bowl when his face caught my attention.

Honestly, I'm not shocked that he's popular with the ladies. He looks like an angel at this point.

I saw Rowan on the door so I stood up to get the food he bought.

"Thank you, Rowan," I said. He handed me the paper bag.

"I don't know what's his favorite sandwich but I bought that in where he always buys," he explained. I looked inside the bag and it smells so good. "What happened to him? Is he sick?" He asked when he saw Mr. Parker.

"Yeah," I glanced at Mr. Parker while he is peacefully sleeping on the sofa. "Is he always like this?" I asked Rowan.

"Mr. Parker often gets sick at work. To be honest, you're the first one I saw who's actually taking care of him," he answered. I curiously looked at him. I'm the first one? So, no one on his past secretaries cares when he's like this?

"What do you mean I'm the first one? What about the others?" I raised my eyebrows.

"They always call a doctor even he doesn't want to," he answered.

I'm guessing that Mr. Parker has already been going to the hospital regularly when he's a kid. Based on my observations, he hates seeing a doctor.

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Several minutes have passed but Mr. Parker is still not waking up. Lately, I went outside to get some of the paper works. I decided to do my work here on his office so I can look after him. I was sitting on the other sofa while fixing the papers and doing reports on the laptop. In only a few seconds, I saw Mr. Parker move and opened his eyes. I immediately put the laptop down on the coffee table before standing up to check his temperature. It wasn't that hot anymore when I touched his forehead again.

"How do you feel now, sir?" I asked before getting the sandwiches out of the paper bag.

"A little better," he said. His voice still sounds weak. I carefully helped him to sit down. "You bought all of this? Liv, I have a tiny fever. I'm not getting thin," he said.

I chuckled a bit. "Rowan doesn't know the type of sandwich you like, neither am I. So, he bought a lot for you to choose."

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"How is he now?" Alice asked me while we're looking for something that I can give to Summer. I treated Alice a dinner 'cause I remembered that I've been paid already.

"He's okay now but I'm still a bit worried. I never knew that he lives alone in his mansion-like house," I said while looking at the dress which is being worn by a mannequin. Summer is not into those but that one will look good on her.

"But Mr. Whitmore acts like his big brother all the time and he always go into Mr. Parker's house just to annoy him. And don't worry, Liv. He'll be fine as long as he's taking his medications."

I've never spoken a lot to Mr. Whitmore but he seems like a nice guy. And I also think that he's popular with girls like his cousin, Mr. Parker.

I bought three blouses that I think are suitable for Summer's taste. She's always been into wearing these kinds of clothes. After I paid for it, we walk towards the exit but I think I couldn't hold it for long anymore.

"I have to pee," I said to Alice.

"Sure, I'll wait for you at the car." I nodded before she reached for the paper bags. She then walked towards the exit and I went into the restroom. 

I was fourth in the line and I didn't mind waiting because there are like ten cubicles in here. After a few seconds, I was already inside. I went into the washing area right away after I got out. I comb my hair before applying a thin lip balm because my lips look so dry already. I was ready to go when I heard a familiar female voice beside me.

"It's good to see you again," she smiled at me in the mirror.

Emily.