Amelia opened her big, clear eyes, which were distinct in their black and white, and looked at him, "But I don't really have any answers to tell you right now."
As she spoke, she raised her hand to press against her slightly aching temples and said, "My head hurts a lot, and I would like to lie down on Mr. Cooper's bed a bit longer. If you have things to do, go ahead and get busy."
After finishing her sentence, she lay back down on the pillow and pulled the comforter over herself.
Daniel Cooper stood by the bedside, looking at the woman who clearly didn't want to talk to him anymore, pursed his lips, bent down and said to her in a low, hoarse voice, "Then you sleep a bit more. I will have Nathan Taylor buy your favorite breakfast and send it over, so you can eat a bit when you wake up."
"Okay."
Although she responded this way, as soon as she heard the man leave the room and gently close the door, she opened her eyes.
