Episode 17

Charlton didn't come back two days after leaving the house. Yvan stayed in the room all day without work and filming.

The atmosphere at home had dropped to freezing point.

The nanny later saw his swollen face and swollen forehead and urged Yvan to go to the hospital quickly. Yvan shook his head lightly and did not speak. The nanny took ice cubes to apply ice to him to reduce the swelling, but the effect was minimal.

O stayed in the house and didn't come out, and ate very little, the whole house was quiet all day long.

These two days the sky had been overcast like people's minds, and the continuous light rain had been lasted for three days.

Charlton still didn't come back during dinner tonight, and the nanny prepared the food and knocked on Yvan's door.

Yvan was lying in bed. He seemed to have a low fever today. He didn't know if his throat was caused by illness or inflammation, or because Charlton pinched his throat too hard.

"Mr. Yvan, the food tonight was very bland. You didn't eat a few bites at noon. You should eat more or less at night."

Yvan actually had very soft ears, and what he feared most from childhood was to owe favors and trouble others.

Unwilling to waste the other's kindness, he said OK hoarsely, then sat up slowly, put on his coat and slippers and went downstairs slowly.

Yvan's cheeks were still red and swollen, and even a few hideous red palm prints can be seen. This shows how much force Charlton exerted when he hit him, and a bag bulged out on his forehead, which was especially shocking on O's fair and tender face.

"You should go to the hospital to take a look at your face and forehead." The nanny persuaded him again.

Yvan said lightly, "No need."

He was an actor. No actor would not care about his appearance. He was naturally unwilling to show others in this ugly appearance when he had hurt his face. This was the first reason, and the second reason was that he had no excessive money to see a doctor.

After saying this, Yvan lowered his head and held the white porcelain spoon with his white slender fingers and slowly drank the porridge. He was quiet and elegant, and he felt distressed just sitting quietly without saying a word.

The throat was sore when he ate. He put down a bowl of porridge after eating half of it. There was still a drizzle outside the house. He stayed in the house for several days. It was rare that he didn’t go straight back to the room, but got up and came to the garden behind.

He had to say that Charlton had a good taste. The Garden covered an area of ​​several hundred square meters. In addition to the construction of a swimming pool, a small Chinese pavilion had been built. There were several kinds of trees and flowers in the yard, but it was just autumn. Only most of the dead branches are left, so the yard seemed quite lonely.

The rain was very small. Yvan had a low fever but he was too lazy to take an umbrella, so he took a walk in the yard.

The air after the rain was moist and mixed with the scent of several osmanthus trees. When the wind blew, the wooden fragrance made his heart particularly peaceful.

At last, Yvan stood in the small pavilion for a while, listening to the rain for a while and smelling the fragrances of the flowers. When he returned to the house, she heard a few insignificant cat calls, which were quiet and miserable.

A few meows instantly attracted Yvan's attention. He followed the meow and walked away until he found a drenched, dirty and poor little orange cat in the corner grass at the edge of the yard.

Seeing this appearance and body shape, it should be just weaned. It was skinny and it meowed very pitifully when it saw Yvan come.

"Mr.Yvan, why have you been standing here in the rain?!" The nanny exclaimed under her umbrella.

Yvan pointed to the grass, and said, "There is a kitten in it."

The babysitter said quickly: "Then you hurry up and hide. Don't let the kitten scratch you."

Yvan shook his head, "It's a very small cat, it can't scratch me."

The nanny breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "There are a lot of wild cats in this area, and the owners have complained and the property management seemed to have made an arrest."

"There is only one, no other cats." Yvan squatted on the ground and looked at the little orange cat.

The little cat meowed, and Yvan stared at its eyes slowly and said, "They are all gone, are you the only one left?"

"Meow~meow~"

The little orange cat was soaked and hid in the grass, pitifully, only it was left.

The same lonely Yvan empathy with it, one person and one cat looked at each other for ten seconds.

Yvan decided that he wanted to raise this cat.

"You go find me a clean towel, I wrap it up and hug it back into the house."

The nanny was stunned when he heard it, and said cautiously, "But after Mr. Charlton back, will he?"

"It might die if we let it stay here again. He didn't come back anyway. If he found it out, there's always a solution." Yvan thought desperately.

The cheeks and forehead were still hurting, Yvan said a sentence in his heart, anyway, it was not a big deal, and then he will be beaten again. At least for now, he can protect it first.

Finally, Yvan returned to his bedroom holding the little orange cat.

He carefully took a bath for the little orange cat, because the conditions were limited and he didn't know how to raise it, so he washed the cat directly and then dried it with the air from the hair dryer.

The little orange cat was very obedient, motionless, and even closed its eyes when it took a bath.

After taking a bath, Yvan searched the Internet for a while, found a piece of chicken from the refrigerator, boiled it in white water and chopped it into mashed meat. The little orange cat gobbled it up and ate a lot.

Yvan had never kept a pet.

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