'All this working out and what did I get in the end? I fell ill!'
Amelie tried to sneakily look at the numbers on the thermometer but Liam snatched it too quickly, pulling it away from her. With a long sigh, he looked down at his wife, his eyes almost tearing up. "How did you manage to fall ill? I mean, it's spring and there is this nasty cold going around, but even Oscar is well!"
The boy peeked from behind the door, his pretty face distorted with a worried expression.
Amelie sighed as well. "It is good that he is not sick so please keep him away from here; I want him to remain healthy."
Her sentence ended with a loud cough which scared Oscar who darted back into the hallway, hiding behind a tall flower vase. Liam sighed again and tucked his wife under a soft blanket.
"Get some more rest, alright? Dr. Johnson left you some medicine, but she insisted you only take it after you eat, so I am going to take care of that now."