Liam's POV
"So why are you guys talking about my Dad and me? I heard everyone's voices and I know for sure that Mark didn't only do the gossiping " He said, folding his hands and giving us a stern look.
We looked at him; speechlessly and our hearts were racing, Robert was more scared because he knew he said something bad about Liam.
"Okay! That was a joke" Liam finally smiled and we heaved a heavy sigh of relief.
"How do you feel now Liam" Mark, Madam Theresa and I asked at the same time.
"Yeah. I'm better" Liam replied as he took his seat.
I stood up, move towards him then I placed my palm on his forehead and my other palm on my own forehead to compare our temperature again.
"Your temperature is normal now" I said..and he smiled.
I returned to my seat to finish up my meal. No one was saying anything that was when I realized that they were all staring at me.
"Uughh.?" I halted the awkward silence...
"What did you just do?" Helen whispered into my ears.