Roses

It was such a rude thing for her to do... vomiting on someone. She couldn't control the urge not to especially when the way he called her made her cringe discreetly.

Who the hell call a stranger that way? Now that she thought of it, there were so many men who would...

BUT! She never expected him to call her that way, okay? He looked so refined, so heavenly, and yet he happened to be so cringe-worthy too.

"OH MY GOSH! IM SO SORRY!" She quickly apologized.

The man had his head down as he looked at his vomit-covered shoes.

Violet forced herself to stand her ground despite how bad and heavy she was feeling. "I-I'll pay for-"

"It's okay." The man finally spoke up, interrupting her. This time, he turned his gaze at her, and just like earlier, he was giving her a kind smile which made Violet feel bad for ruining his expensive-looking shoes.

"How about you? Are you alright?" His eyes were filled with worry as he gazed down at her. Aside from that, she couldn't see anything else behind his concerned gaze

"I-I'm fine... I think." She mumbled the last part as she felt her stomach turning up again and her head aching so badly.

Just then, her sight began to become blurry, black spots filling her view until she felt her body falling.

"Miss?"

"Miss!"

The man was startled upon seeing her faint and by reflex, he reached out and caught her in his arms and when he did, he realized that she was actually burning with fever!

...

The next thing she knew, when Violet opened her eyes, she saw that she was inside a dark room. The only thing that made her think that she was in a hospital was because of the beeping sound coming from a heart monitor and from the cool air she was inhaling from the nasal cannula connected to the humidifier.

She could still feel how heavy her body was, she couldn't even raise her arm. Because of how weak she was at the moment, she couldn't stay awake for long. As she closed her eyes, she easily drifted back to sleep.

The second time she opened her eyes, it was already daytime. The lights were on and she was even feeling better.

A nurse came in just to check on her again and inject her medicine through the IV. Not long after the nurse left, someone visited her again in the room. It was the same man from last night.

He was carrying a bouquet of white roses as he approached her bed. "How are you feeling?" He inquired.

Seeing him there only mad ever feel guilty for troubling him but at the same time, she kind of felt lucky that he wasn't a bad person who took advantage of her when she was weak.

"Better..." She replied hoarsely because of her dry throat.

"I brought flowers for you. This room is so plain so I thought that having flowers could put a color in it." Knowing that she couldn't really carry the flowers in her arms, he decided to take the empty bottle and filled it with water. He took out the flowers from the plastic that was wrapped around, transferring it to the bottle.

"Thank you..." She smiled a bit. Even if he was being kind, he was still a stranger to her.

"I was trying to give your family a call last night but I don't know your phone's security code but here." He took out her phone this time from the drawer beside her bed.

She stared at her phone for a while. Should she call her grandpa? She didn't want to worry him about her.

There was one missed call coming from her grandpa and also one unread message coming from him.

[Are you going to stay the night in your apartment?]

She sighed and decided to give a reply just so that he won't look for her.

[Yes, I'm at my apartment right now. I'm sorry for the late reply, grandpa. I was so busy at work yesterday.]

After sending the reply, she remembered that she was not alone in the room.

She turned her gaze and this time, she saw him sitting on the chair beside her bed with his legs crossed. He had a serious look on his face while he was staring intently at his phone's screen. For some reason, the sight of him like that made him look authoritative and confident. How sexy.

As she took a closer look at him, the man was really hot. From angel to daddy if she had to be specific. She could tell that the suit he was wearing was tailored and it fitted him so perfectly. She could already guess that it was expensive.

She was sure that the man before her was a big shot. Definitely a man with power and yet... he was so humble and kind to her earlier. That sure was a rare thing to find especially in the world of the high society.

Why is he still here? She couldn't help but think.

He could have just left her alone after bringing her to the hospital right?

It looked like the man noticed the stare he was receiving from the girl on the bed, making him raise his head just to look back at her. Once again, he was smiling at her. His expression changed so fast.

"Yes? Do you want to eat?"