"If Rowan will accompany me I am sure I will be better." Like a feeble lady, who could not carry her own weight, she leaned on him when he sighed.
"Okay, then I will take care of you for the meantime." He took an oath with fiery eyes when someone pulled him out from the bed.
Ana was startled while Rowan glared at his father who held him like a sack and put him on the side.
"Don't you have classes today? Why are you making a fuss in her room?" Garrison asked in a blank voice as if he could not see his fuming face.
"I was taking care of the lady. She is sick and needs rest." He tried to walk back but Garrison blocked his way.
"As you said, she needs rest. And you have classes to take care of. Do not worry, I will be here and take care of her." Rowan gaped at the shamelessness of his father.
"Don't you have work too?"
