Chapter 95: So Much for a Peaceful Morning

After giving her one last look, he turned around and finally left the treatment room.

The moment the door closed behind him, the room fell quiet.

Ilya seemed much more relaxed now that Balian was gone. He walked over to Summer’s bed and sat down beside her.

"Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?" he asked.

Summer’s eyes immediately lit up. "I want some snacks."

Ilya chuckled at her quick response before getting up to find something for her to eat.

A few minutes later, Ilya returned with a tray of snacks and placed it on the small table beside Summer’s bed.

There were crispy potato chips, bite-sized chocolate cookies, a packet of cheese crackers, and several colorful fruit candies. He had even brought her a small bottle of peach juice.

"Here you go. Don’t eat too much, though. You’re still recovering."

Summer nodded obediently, although she was already reaching for the cookies before he had even finished speaking.

Ilya shook his head with a smile. He then sat beside her bed again and opened his terminal, bringing up a holographic panel.

"You must be getting a little bored," Ilya said. "Do you want to watch something? We can watch it together."

Summer paused for a moment, caught off guard by his offer. It felt a little strange to have someone willingly offer to spend time watching something with her.

In her old world, no one had ever wanted to spend more than an hour with her on an ordinary day, let alone offer to keep her company like this.

"I’m not sure," Summer replied after a moment. "Can we just watch something fun? I think I need a good laugh."

After such a long and exhausting day, the last thing she wanted was to watch something that would make her think too hard or give her another headache. She just wanted to relax and enjoy herself for once.

"Something fun, huh?" Ilya repeated, looking at his terminal. "All right, leave it to me."

He swiped through several options, and a holographic screen appeared in front of her bed. One after another, movie posters and series covers floated across the display until Ilya finally stopped at a comedy series.

"How about this one?" Ilya asked. "I’ve heard it’s pretty funny."

Summer leaned forward to get a better look at the screen. "What’s it about?"

"I think it’s about a group of teachers at an elementary school," Ilya said. "It looks pretty entertaining."

Summer smiled at him. "All right, let’s watch it together." She scooted over and patted the empty space beside her. "You can lie down next to me. The bed is big enough for the two of us."

Ilya hesitated when Summer patted the empty space beside her, unsure whether he should really take her up on the offer.

However, when he saw her looking at him expectantly, he eventually gave in. "All right, but let me know if you’re uncomfortable," he said as he carefully climbed onto the bed beside her.

Summer nodded before turning her attention back to the holographic screen. "Don’t worry. Now, let’s see if your choice is really as entertaining as you claim."

Ilya chuckled and started the first episode.

At first, Summer watched with curiosity, occasionally asking Ilya questions about the characters whenever something confused her.

But after a while, her voice suddenly fell silent. Ilya turned his head and found her leaning against his shoulder, her head tilted slightly to one side.

Her breathing was slow and even, and the hand that had been holding a potato chip now rested loosely on the blanket.

Carefully, he reached over and took the remaining snack from her hand before placing it on the table. He then adjusted the blanket so that it covered her properly, making sure not to disturb her IV line.

He considered moving away to give her more space, but the moment he shifted his shoulder, Summer leaned against him a little more.

Ilya immediately froze. After a brief struggle with himself, he decided it would be better to stay still rather than risk waking her up.

Besides, it wasn’t as if he had anything urgent to do at the moment.

He wasn’t sure how much time had passed when the teleportation portal suddenly opened near the entrance.

Archer stepped out, looking as though he was about to say something. However, the moment he noticed Ilya lying on the bed with Summer asleep against his shoulder, he stopped in his tracks.

Ilya immediately raised one finger to his lips, silently telling him to keep quiet.

Archer stared at him for a few seconds before slowly narrowing his eyes. What exactly had happened while he was away?

He had only been gone for a little while, yet somehow, his brother had managed to monopolize Summer all to himself.

Although Archer looked rather displeased, he said nothing and slowly walked toward the couch, shooting Ilya a sharp glare along the way.

Meanwhile, Summer was enjoying a sweet dream, completely unaware of the tension between the two brothers.

When morning came, Summer slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying beside Ilya.

For a moment, she simply stared at the ceiling, still half asleep, before turning her head to the side. That was when she noticed Archer sleeping in the chair right beside her bed, looking as though he hadn’t gotten much rest at all.

Summer blinked a few times before letting out a soft sigh.

Oh, well. What a beautiful morning.

"Where is that little brat?!"

A loud voice suddenly came from outside the room, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Summer closed her eyes again and let out an annoyed groan. Apparently, she had jinxed herself by thinking that the morning would be peaceful.

So much for a beautiful morning.

In the next second, the door to Summer’s room was thrown open, and a middle-aged woman with bloodshot eyes appeared in the doorway.

"You little brat! How dare you ruin my family!" she screamed before throwing her bag straight at Summer.