Chapter 9

He looked away from me and glanced in another direction. I followed his gaze and immediately stood up when I understood what he was trying to convey. There was another room connected to this one. I walked towards it. When I saw clothes, shoes, watches, and jewelry, I was truly amazed. This man is incredibly organized!

I quickly grabbed some black clothing. His casual wear consisted mainly of black, gray, and white. When I returned, I approached him.

"Sir, please put this on," I said, placing the clothes on the edge of the bed. His eyes were closed.

"Are you going to sleep again, sir?"

"D-Do you... c-can you... help... me... dress?" I heard him say, even though it was faint.

He's already sick, and yet he's still so grumpy!

He sat up and leaned against the headboard of the bed. When he was about to get his clothes to put them on, I saw that he was having difficulty lifting both of his arms. I took a deep breath and approached, kneeling on the bed and reaching out to take the clothes fro