Best Revenge: Being My Ex-Boyfriend’s Aunt

Charity nodded before heading upstairs.

Chester was not a stranger to her anyway.

When she was outside the bedroom, Charity pushed the door open without bothering to knock on the door.

Chester was still lying on the bed.noveldrama

Only when Charity walked over did he squint open his eyes. His handsome face was flushed red, and his voice was hoarse. "Charity, what brings you here?"

"Did you catch a cold?" Charity touched his forehead, which was burning hot. "You're having a fever."

"Mm. A little." Chester tried to sit up with his arms.

He had lost a leg, and coupled with the fact that he had no energy, he did not manage to sit up.

Charity stretched out her hands to support him, but he immediately stopped her.

"No. I'll do it on my own. Charity, wait for me downstairs." Chester looked down with evasive eyes.

Charity did not understand what was happening at first, but she figured it out shortly after she caught sight of the prosthetic leg by the bed.

"It's rare to see you ashamed. If you think I mind, don't get into a relationship with me," Charity said and was about to lift the blanket.

Shocked, Chester held onto the blanket firmly. "Charity, don't... All I'm wearing is boxers."

What worried him even more was that Charity would find out that part of his body was all right.

Although he was having a fever, that part of his body would still work fine.

Charity was momentarily dazed. She thought Chester was a little shy, but after seeing Chester panic like an innocent young boy, she could not help but laugh. "What gives? I've seen it before anyway. Didn't you use to be pretty shameless? Tsk. Have you changed your ways?"

"It might be because... I'm impotent, so I feel a little self-conscious." Chester came up with a lie. "Charity, go home first. I'm not feeling well today, and I don't want to infect you."

Seeing how weak he looked, Charity could not bear to leave. "Don't worry. I'm very healthy. Do you have a thermometer at home? I'll take your temperature."

"I don't have it. I just moved in and didn't expect to catch a cold." A guilty look washed over Chester's face.

In fact, his body used to be so strong that he would never catch a cold.

However, his immunity had worsened ever since he was met with the accident.

Last night, he caught a cold just because he came back a little late and was dressed too thinly.

"I'm going home to get the medical kit."

With that, Charity turned around and headed home.

The moment Larissa learned that Chester was sick, she promptly searched for the medical kit. "Since Chester is sick, you shouldn't go to the office tonight. I noticed he has thinned down after he came back from the hospital, and you should be more concerned about him. Losing a leg is equivalent to losing half of his life, so his health is sure to be worse than before. Besides, his parents don't care about him. I'm sure he hasn't been taking care of his health after returning from overseas. Once he recovers, you should make him some soup to nurse his health."

Charity did not think of so much, but upon hearing her mother's words, she became aware of his condition.

Back then, Chester was tall and sturdy. He had now thinned down a lot, and his complexion was not as healthy as before.

Not only did he lose a leg, but his other leg was also injured and had lost quite a lot of blood.

After Charity gave birth to her child, it took her one month for her complexion to return.

During that one month, Larissa served Charity good food and tonics. Chester, on the other hand, had no one to look after him apart from Ken.

Moreover, Ken was a man, so he would not know such things.