"Achoo!!!"
A sneeze echoed throughout the house, making Scarlett, who was eating a bun, stop what she was doing.
She casually grabbed a tissue and wiped Andrew's nose.
"I froze for an entire afternoon and night yesterday and didn't catch a cold. How did you end up catching one instead?"
Catherine looked at Andrew with disdain. She felt that if anyone was going to catch a cold, it should have been her.
Andrew sniffled and glanced at Catherine. "You think I wanted to? A cold is just... Achoo!!!"
Before he could finish, Andrew sneezed violently again. He rubbed his nose before continuing, "The cold just found its way to me."
Actually, Andrew hadn't slept comfortably at all last night.
He kept dreaming that he was sleeping in an ice cave, shivering from the cold.
In contrast, Scarlett's complexion was rosy after waking up, and she looked very well-rested.
