Damn Daniel Cooper!
He ruined the image of her as the frigid ice queen.
Amelia hurriedly got off the man's leg, then resoundingly shut down the computer screen, vexedly declaring, "Are you out of your mind, Daniel Cooper?"
He wore an innocent smile, asking back, "I'm sick? Since when?"
She grew more irate, "And you're laughing? Your staff saw my sloppy state, and they might be making fun of me right now, and you have the nerve to laugh?"
Daniel Cooper laughed even louder, standing up and embracing her into his arms, planting a substantial kiss on her cheek, "Even when you're unkempt, you're still beautiful. My woman, Amelia. Who dares mock you?"
Amelia, "…"
Such audacity.
Yet, he truly had the audacity to back it up.
Amelia was appeased, and after they had lunch together, they went to the Hospital.
When they arrived, Albert Foster was awake and eating a liquid diet.
Amelia quickly took the spoon from the nurse's hand. "Dad, let me feed you."
