Wasn't she able to work just now?
Suzanne Trent forced out a big smile: "Mr. King, what kind of service do you need? Hot water? Hot porridge? Or do you want to take some painkillers? But the doctor did say it's best not to take medication, to avoid irritating your stomach and causing more discomfort."
Mason King closed his eyes and said indifferently, "You wait outside first. I'll take a nap and call you when I need help."
Suzanne: "???"
She tried to keep smiling: "All right."
She left the master bedroom with a smile, but the door slammed shut behind her, revealing her rebelliousness.
Suzanne scowled and headed for the kitchen, tempted to squeeze ten tubes of mustard into the stomach-nurturing millet porridge on the stove.
Suppressing her urge, she finally picked up the script that she needed to read before joining the crew at the end of the month and focused on it while sitting on the couch.