Simon didn't seem to care that she felt sick. He never mentioned it as they walked to the dining room together.
The dining room was prepared for breakfast. As Hazel sat down, a servant gave her a box of medicine.
"What is this?" She asked in surprise.
"Pills for seasickness," Simon said.
Hazel raised her eyebrows. Although she hadn't spent a lot of time with Simon, she felt that he was a person with a huge ego. Yet, he actually prepared a seasick medicine for her?
"Sweetheart, are you touched?" Simon smiled smugly, "I don't mind if you pay me back with your body."
Hazel's face was red with frustration. He immediately turned the good impression she had around.
As she put the medicine aside, Hazel faintly said, "I am much better now. I don't think I need to take medicine.
Simon was somewhat disappointed. "If you are sick, you should take medicine. What do you want?"
Hazel felt hopeless, she was digging herself into a hole.