Maria remained silent for a while.

"Are you already sleeping, Miss Maria?" Isla asked again. Instead of answering, Maria let out a Loud cough. "Ahem!"

“Miss Maria, are you feeling unwell?"

Isla reached out to pull the blankets, intending to check Maria's temperature.

“We aren't married yet, so... So I suppose he is my boyfriend. Okay, now get out, Isla. I want to sleep!"