The Doormat Wife’s Ultimate Glow-Up novel Chapter 31

“You’re still getting your strength back. You need to eat up.”

Robbie sighed, and forced himself to take a spoonful of soup.

The moment it hit his tongue, nausea rose up fast. He pushed the bowl away. “Auntie, I really can’t eat.”

“Then don’t,” Sofia said, not making a fuss. She picked up the bowl and dumped the soup in the trash.

“When you’re hungry, just tell me what you want and I’ll get it for you.”

A little while later, the doctor stopped by, checked Robbie over, and said he’d need to stay a few more days for observation.

Hearing that, Robbie wrinkled his nose at the hospital smell clinging to him and glanced at Sofia.

“Auntie, I want to take a shower.”

“Sure,” Sofia said easily.

She helped him to the bathroom door. “Think you can handle it yourself? I’ll be right outside. Just holler if you need me.”

Robbie hesitated. At home, the housekeeper always helped him wash up—he barely even knew how to shower by himself. Whenever he’d been sick in the hospital before, Reese would take care of everything. She’d even carry him if he was weak, worried he’d slip and fall.

But Sofia clearly wasn’t planning to help. He bit his lip, nodded, and stepped inside.

He hadn’t thought the hospital floor would be even slicker than the one at home. The second the water hit, his foot slipped out from under him and he crashed to the ground, his elbow slamming into the tile. Tears sprang to his eyes from the pain.

“Auntie, it hurts,” he called out, voice shaking.

The water kept running. Sofia sat out in the hospital room, scrolling on her phone. She might’ve heard something but didn’t move.

Robbie waited a while, shivering. Maybe the water was too loud for her to hear.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and struggle up on his own. His arm was already turning purple, throbbing every time he moved, and he couldn’t reach his back to wash it at all.

His nose stung. Tears spilled down his cheeks. He missed his mom so much. If Mom were here, he wouldn’t be this helpless.

In the end, all he could do was stand under the water for a bit, then wrap himself in a towel, dry off as best he could, and put his clothes back on.

“Auntie, can you help me dry my hair?”

He walked out, still rubbing at his wet hair, and saw Sofia glued to her phone, not even looking up. His heart sank even more.

“Is Robbie’s family here?” A nurse pushed open the door. “Can someone come to the nurse’s station to sign a form?”

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