Sleep together *again

Hearing the sound of Elena's stomach makes Christian chuckle. 

"Your mouth may lie, but not your body," Christian says quietly, trying not to laugh. "Come here, you have to eat and then take your medicine. You don't want to be sick all the time, do you?"

"Why are you here?"

Christian smiles wryly. "Of course to take care of you, shouldn't I be responsible for the mistakes I've made, huh?"

"You don't need to be responsible for anything, so it's better if you go now because I don't want to see you," replied Elena curtly. "We have no relationship whatsoever, both in terms of work or other problems."

"You can be mad at me as much as you want after you've recovered, so you better eat quickly so you can get better and be angry with me," Christian says softly as he holds out his hand towards Elena. 

Elena stares intently at the porridge in Christian's hands, her limp and pale form really makes Elena want to throw up.