Marriage Contract Secret Agent

The Royal Family Dinner

"Why can't you stop your mouth from making ugly comments all the time?"

Dallas obedient. He managed to lie down on a comfortable bed and opened his shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm overheated. Help me undress" Dallas replied lazily.

Chezy exhaled helplessly. "Steps are better if you don't get sick. Make people bother," he murmured.

He helped Dallas take off the shirt and replaced it with a t-shirt that was looser and more comfortable to wear.

"Rest. If you still have a fever, take medicine." Chezy immediately walked out after confirming that the man had not asked for anything else.

She went to another room to call Kallen that this afternoon she could not go to work because her husband had fallen ill. Kallen, of course, agreed. Kallen is still busy at home with a cousin who just came so there is no need to open a store. Since Chezy is also busy, Kallen can calm down.

The house phone rang a few times. Butler Sun picks up the house phone and turns out to be a call from Grandpa Alston.

"Yes, wait a minute," Butler Sun said politely as he spoke on the phone. He called Chezy.

"What's wrong?" ask the woman.

"Madam, Grandpa Alston called and wanted to talk to the madam" he replied.

"All right." Chezy took over the phone.

Butler Sun went to finish his job. It was then that Chezy started talking to Grandpa Alston about the intent of calling him.

"You and Dallas are coming home next week. There's a royal dinner at our house. This is routinely done every few months to strengthen relations between noble families. Is it okay if you come?"

Grandpa Alston's tone was neither sharp nor dislikeful, but seemed to speak like subordinates and superiors. Yet it still does not hide an authoritative tone of speech.

"Yes, it seems like it's okay. Does Dallas often attend events like this?"

"No, it's rare." Grandpa Alston sighed. "You're in charge of convincing him. He'll definitely come because you're his wife."

"But ..." Chezy frowned.

"Are you busy next week?"

"shouldn't. Even if I'm busy, shouldn't I come?"

"Of course."

Chezy doesn't have time to make excuses.

"Grandfather can't call Dallas' phone number, is he not home?" The other party asked again.

"He has a fever."

"Fever? She sick? Tumbent ..." Grandpa Alston laughed, seemingly pleased. "He was rarely ill. A little cough must have been quick to call the family doctor. Has the family doctor arrived?"

"No, he didn't say that and didn't want to take medicine." Chezy felt that Dallas was playing with him.

"Oh, this kid wants to be taken care of by you. Its alright. Rarely did he behave spoiled. Then Dallas's business is good and talk about this event. Grandpa depends on you."

After that, Grandpa Alston disconnected the phone.

Chezy who was still sticking the house phone to her ear was a bit helpless.

Why did he have to meet Grandpa Alston who clearly knew his father and grandfather?

Chezy returned to the second floor after she finished calling. Because Dallas has a fever, he can't go anywhere. Otherwise, the servants would think she didn't care about her husband.

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During the day, Chezy goes to the kitchen, making a sweet herbal drink that can be easily accepted by even children.

Then he asked Butler Sun about the family doctor who often treated Dallas when sick. Butler Sun's expression was slightly wrong. Seems to have been deliberately covering this up from the start. If it wasn't for Dallas' orders, who would it be?

"Miss, sir may not want to call the family doctor because the mistress is taking care of him. You were alone at home. When you're sick, you don't allow anyone to take care of it. In the end always call the family doctor." Butler Sun is looking for a good reason for this.

"really?"

"Yes." Yeah." Butler Sun is sure.

"No wonder the old man said the same thing. Dallas was too proud to admit it to me." The woman laughed lightly, acting like a shy wife.

Shortly after, Chezy heard Dallas coughing and calling her name repeatedly. He immediately finished making the herbal drink.

"Dallas seems to have woken up and called me. Then I'll go upstairs first to ask if she wants to eat something," Chezy said, carrying an old tray of a still-warm herbal drink.

"Yes." Yeah."

Butler Sun is confused. Like he didn't hear any sound at the moment. How did Chezy know Dallas was awake? But he asked one of the waiters to check if Dallas was awake or not. And it turned out to be true.

Dallas had woken up and called Chezy over and over again. The woman came with a tray and answered from outside the room.

"The lady of this house seems unusual" Butler Sun murmured in astonishment.

Chezy's hearing was very sharp as he had been training since childhood. The sound of a needle falling off could be heard. This is the name of martial arts skills and deep power science that every member of the secret agency organization must have.

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In room.

Dallas sat on the head of the bed after waking up. His head was still sore and did not seem to have changed much. He's still feverish. But this time it's not as bad as before.

Chezy came over with a tray. The aroma of the herbal drink made him frown.

"What are you doing?"

"herbal medicine. Drink while it's warm." Chezy put the tray on the nightstand.

"I'm not going to drink it. What kind of messy drinks are you making? Why does it smell like this?"

"It contains some good herbs to relieve fever. You said you didn't want to take medicine, so just take this. It is sweet as a drink in general. Don't look for other reasons if you don't want to call the family doctor!" Chezy did not hide her frustration at all.

Dallas tight. The woman knew about the family doctor. Either from Butler Sun or someone else told him. When he turned on the smartphone, there were many missed calls as well as messages from his grandfather.

"Did Grandpa call this house?"

"Yes." Yeah." Chezy nodded.

"What did he say?" Dallas was worried his grandfather was saying something no-no.

"Next week, he's asking us to come to the royals' dinner."

"You want to go?"

"Go away, why not. Will you?"