After their meal, Stuart could feel sharp in his pain in the stomach. He was full and ate something he shouldn't have.
Edie said, "Excuse me. I need to go to the bathroom." When she walked to the bathroom, Aunt River put one thousand dollars into Edie's purse, secretly.
Seeing this, Stuart froze. Feeling Stuart's eyes, Aunt River felt a little embarrassed, "Mr. Yates, I don't have a lot of money, and I know you can tell I am not an ordinary woman. Edie has not been very fortunate but has always been a good girl.
I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Frankly speaking, she is not different from my own daughter...Please don't tell her this?" Aunt River never spoke to this kind of person before. As she was talking to Stuart, her voice became lower and lower.
Stuart was really polite to her. "Don't worry. I promise." With a smile on her face, Aunt River said, "Okay, I believe in you." Edie walked in with a puzzled look on her face, "What are you two talking about?"
Stuart pretended that nothing happened, "Nothing, time to go home." Then, he stood up and got ready to leave. "Wait, Stuart." Edie took her purse quickly and said goodbye to her Aunt River, "Aunt River, I have a new play so that I will be rather busy.
Please, take care of yourself, and I would come as soon as I finished." Smiling, Aunt River nodded, "Okay." After getting into the car, she started complaining, "Why were you in such a hurry? I still wanted to spend some time chatting with her."
Taking a glance at her, Stuart asked, "Aren't you exhausted?"
"Yes, maybe a little," she said. On their way back home, Stuart never opened his eyes. Edie thought maybe he was tired and decided to have a rest.
After arriving at the Villa, Stuart's eyes were still closed.
"Stuart, we are here. Are you still asleep?" Pulling him, Edie felt his arms were cold. Raising his head, she saw his pale face and sweat on his forehead.
When he opened his eyes, she could see his eyes were bloodshot. "Well, let's get out. Get out and pretend that nothing has happened? That's impossible, and we can't do that. Look at yourself, and you look a mess. What's wrong?
Stuart, what's the matter? Why are you sweating so much?" Edie was shocked.
Frowning, he told her, "I am all right." As he got out, he almost fell down. He looked like he was in a lot of pain. Edie supported him immediately, "What's wrong? Stay here, and I will get Mr. Sampson to come and help."
"Don't."
"Why? Why do you always refuse to see a doctor? You are so stubborn, and it looks quite severe. Why won't you let me help you?" Edie looked anxious. "Help me," Stuart sounded cold suddenly. He was ordering her. It was what he always did to his employees.
Edie was too worried to be frightened by him, "No, tell me where you feel
uncomfortable. I will ask Mr. Sampson to call the doctor." "If you tell him, he will call my mother to Britain."
Froze, Edie got upset, "You can't take any more pain. The Last time you fell down, you also refused to see the doctor. Do you not care about your physical condition even a little bit?" Edie almost burst into tears.
Seeing this, Stuart felt a little sorry for her, "My stomach."
"What?"
"I have a Stomach-ache." Hearing the answer, Edie got more confused, why? They just ate....Pizza!" Widening her eyes, she asked him, "You can't eat beef?" Seeing the pain on his face, it was apparent. Edie stopped talking and helping him in the room.
Lying on the bed, Stuart closed his eyes tightly. He was Frowning and looked pale. He had blue veins on his forehead popping out. She was distraught. It was all her fault. She should not have taken him there.
The pizza was all right. Why did he eat the beef? He didn't want her to tell Mr. Sampson, then what was she going to do.
There was lots of medicine, but she didn't know what his symptoms were and what he was suffering from. He was really stubborn. He wouldn't tell her.
She could choose randomly, and then she came up with an idea. Aaron! Since they were lovers, he must know about this.
He would know what to do in a situation like this. Lowering her head, she said next to his ears, "I am going to pour a glass of water for you. I will be right back."
She dialed Aaron's number, and it was a while before he answered, "What?"
"Aaron, it is me, Edie."
"Hey, my dear, I told you not to call me, text me when you have a question.'
"Stuart has a stomach-ache." Aaron sat up, becoming severe,
"What? Hasn't he suffered from those in several years? Why?
Has he eaten any beef?"
As expected, it was because of the beef. Edie was really regretful. "Yes, he did eat beef."
"Stuart had long been suffering from allergies to beef. He can't eat even a little bit of it. It had been a long time since his last allergic reaction to beef. Why did he eat it and not say anything to you?"
Hearing this, Edie felt even more guilty. She didn't want to lie to Aaron anymore. She told him the truth, "I took him to a pizza restaurant. I didn't know that he was allergic." Aaron fell into silence.
Edie assumed that he must be angry with her. She promised him that she would take care of him. "Sorry, Aaron."
"Don't worry, my dear. This is not your fault. He is by no means a stupid guy. He always thinks before doing anything. He knew clearly that he was allergic. Yet he still did this. He knew what would happen. It's not your fault. You don't have to feel guilty."
Hearing Aaron's comforting word, Edie didn't feel less guilty,
"What should I do now? He doesn't want me to tell Mr.
Sampson. Should I call the doctor?" Falling into silence for a moment, Aaron told her, "There is some medicine in the cabinet in the storage room. His medicine should be in there.
Give him take two pills and massage gently on his stomach."
Edie felt so worried that she didn't even think about why Aaron was so familiar with Stuart's Villa, "All right, I will go and find it." Hanging up the phone, Edie went towards the room and found the medicine.
Pouring a glass of hot water, Edie walked back to Stuart's room.