The Transmigration Antagonist
Chapter 50: Call Only Frank
Scarlett came back with porridge and soup that had been warmed up.
"It looks like he's asleep" Scarlett murmured to see Frank lying on the couch.
"Frank should have breakfast before bed." Scarlett put the tray she was carrying on the table. His feet moved towards Frank.
"Sir.. Come on, breakfast is ready" said Scarlett to wake Frank.
"Geez, there's a lot of sweat. Her clothes got wet like this," Scarlett muttered increasingly worried. He reawakens Frank and thankfully the man wakes up.
"Come sir, you have breakfast first," said Scarlett taking a tray from the table not to forget she also took tissue to sweat Frank.
Scarlett sat down beside Frank, giving a bowl of porridge to Frank's hand.
"Drink before you eat sir" Scarlett said, offering water. Frank took it with a shaking hand and drank it.
"Umm. I'm sorry sir," said Scarlett nervously, she was sweating on Frank's forehead using tissue. Frank looked at Scarlett's pretty face that looked close to hers.
"Thank you still Scarlett" Frank said. Scarlett then nodded.
"I'm going to call the doctor to check on you" Scarlett said of getting up from the couch to pick up her phone but having her hand held by Frank. Scarlett could feel how hot the man's hand was.
"No need, the doctor checked me this morning and gave me some medicine" Frank said. Scarlett nodded, sitting back beside Frank.
"Let me help," said Scarlett taking over the bowl in Frank's hand. Scarlett took a spoonful of porridge and pointed it at Frank's mouth. Scarlett was feeding the man. He had never even fed a man before. Frank was the first. That guy was lucky.
Frank's forehead was back in sweat, Scarlett reflexively wiped the sweat off Frank's forehead with her own hands without any disgust. Frank is stunned to see how Scarlett treats him.
"I'm full" Frank refused a bribe from Scarlett. His bitter tongue made it difficult for him to swallow his food. Though the porridge has just been exhausted by one fourth.
"Sir, you have to spend it. At least half of it. You just ate a few spoons" Scarlett said. He knew Frank didn't have a taste for food. He was also in that position. His mother would force him to finish his meal. If he refuses, his mother will give a pause of 2 minutes and then return to bribe him.
"I can't take it anymore" Frank said.
"Then you drink the soup first" Scarlett said.
"Let's try a little."
Frank shakes.
"What if the soup is mixed with the porridge?"
Frank shook his head, "My tongue is bitter. I don't want to eat it anymore" said Frank whining like a child.
"Frank come on. At least spend half of it before you take the medicine," persuaded Scarlett began to despair with the man in front of her until she forgot if she called Frank's name just like that.
Oh no, what he just said, Scarlett's sober.
"I'm sorry, I accidentally called your name sir" Scarlett said in a guilty tone.
Frank shook his head, "Call Frank, then" Frank replied happily.
"No, you're my boss" Scarlett said back to feeding Frank. The man shook his head.
"Call me Frank, I'll eat it again" Frank told Scarlett. The man turned his face away from being annoyed.
"Jeez. What the fuck is this guy. Why does he look threatening. Oh, look at her child-like face," inner Scarlett chuckled.
"Why are you laughing" Frank's timps looked at Scarlett full of probes.
"You don't seem like my boss is cold and flat if it's like this" Scarlett held back her smile as she looked at Frank's surprised face.
"Are you hurting me?"
"No, it's just that it's true" Scarlett replied as if she had no fear in speaking to Frank. Both are not awkward at all.
Scarlett turned the spoonful of porridge back to Frank's mouth and the man looked doubtful before finally eating it.
