Secretly The Billionaire Boss

Chapter 585: A bad feeling “Are you sure?” N Grey nodded once, with a soft smile.

“Yes, I am. I will handle him. So, you just stay calm,” he responded and dialed Charles's number.

Avery nodded once. “I will call him back then.” Grey nodded again. “But tell him I would like to choose the venue. If he's not agreeing with that, then I won't see him,” he muttered and looked at the phone screen only to discover Charles had picked it up.

“Hi Charles,” he said into the receiver and relaxed back on the bed.

“Grey, where have you been?”

“Well,” he smiled softly. He would have never thought he was going to get so sick. He hadn't gotten so sick in a long time that it felt like he was immortal, immune.

“I got sick Charles. In fact, I'm currently at the hospital.” “Damn! Send me the address. I will be there now,” he assured and the line went off.

Grey looked at Avery and caught her staring. He smiled. “What did the doctor say is wrong with me?” “Well, I will tell you that while you eat.

You haven't eaten since morning.” Grey scoffed. “I don't believe I got sick like that.” Avery smiled. “Even the mightier ones fall even harder. You should be

conscious of your health so you don't fall harder,” she joked.

Grey laughed again. “Alright. Thank you. I really appreciate it. So, what's for dinner?” He asked jokily.

Avery smiled softly and moved closer with a bag.

“I made you chicken broth,” she announced happily as she placed the lunch box in front of him.

Grey stared down at the bowl of broth. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“You made this yourself?” “Yes, why?” He didn't answer. He took the spoon instead and had a taste. He hesitated, hoping to taste something funny but what he tasted was delicious.

“How did you do this? You don't cook

normally.” Avery laughed. “That's right. Well, I started learning this a few months back and I can confidently say I'm doing good,” she said with pride.

| Grey laughed. “That's good actually.” “So,” Avery started suddenly and sat.

“When are you going back to Jacksonville?” *Well,” he swallowed the meat in his mouth. “Probably after meeting with Dylan.” Avery nodded once. “I'm leaving after you get discharged. The doctor said you might be here for 3 days,” she revealed.

Grey paused suddenly and looked at Avery again. “What? 3days?”

Avery smiled at his cuteness. “Or I could let them increase it. Anything to make sure you are feeling alright.” Grey laughed and continued eating.

“I'm not going to stay here for more than 2 days and well, a night. I have to see Dylan and be back in Jacksonville as soon as possible.” Avery laughed as well. “Now, who is more stubborn between you and me?” @ “Well, you are. Damn! I've never seen someone as stubborn as you are!” Avery laughed again.

The door opened suddenly.

“Boss!” Charles called out and raced towards him. He stopped suddenly as he suddenly realized that Avery was near. He looked at Avery, confused

about how to continue.

“Come! Come and have some pot roast?” Grey beckoned him closer with a smile.

Charles ignored his remark. “Grey! What are you doing?” He asked, with frustration.

Grey laughed and resumed the food he was eating.

Charles turned to Avery instead. “What exactly happened?” | “He suddenly started feeling hot and cold. So, I rushed him here but he's getting better. The doctor just needs extra time to monitor him,” she explained.

Charles nodded once. “Thank you!”

Avery stood. “I will leave you guys alone to talk then, while I do some stuff,” she looked at Grey. “Make sure you finish your food!” She warned and eventually walked out of the room.

Charles moved nearer. “Do you seriously feel better now?” Grey looked up at him with a different expression now. He squeezed the spoon in his hand and his expression went sour.

“Dylan was the one that gave the watch to Avery.” Charles furrowed his brows as he thought about it. His eyes widened as his mind finally settled on something.

“What! Dylan?” Grey nodded once. “And he in fact

wants to meet me.” “What?” “Well, I've decided to meet him.” “No way!” He muttered. “There's no way you are doing that. Dylan is very * dangerous. We all know how sly he is,” he tried to remind him.

Grey nodded once. “Iknow and that's why I'm meeting him. I need to know what the whole shit is all about.” The door opened suddenly and Avery walked inside.

“Dylan said he's coming here.” What! Charles signed. “I have a very bad feeling about this.”