Chapter 85

Jason studied Grace who was still in a deep slumber. He felt marginally better having had the doctor examine her. But

seeing her so still and lifeless, it was like the vice around his

chest wouldn’t loosen.

“Grace, wake up.”

She didn’t move.

“Sister, you have a fever and you need to take this medicine.”

Still nothing.

He set the glass of water on the table and grabbed the pill. Problem was, he didn’t have enough hands to hold her up, hold the glass and insert the pill into her (m outh).

He tried to coax her once more. “Sister, open your (m outh).” He placed the medicine in his hand by her rather dry lips. “Be good and take the medicine.”

However, she subconsciously pursed her lips tighter. He could not even get the pill in, let alone have her swallow it.

Jason muttered a curse. Her body was hot to the touch and

she’d continue to dehydrate if he couldn’t bring her fever

down. Maybe he should just call an EMT and get her back.

into a hospital ward, at least they’d be able to run an IV and

administer more drugs intravenously.

But even as he thought it, he knew she hated being in the hospital and that such places brought bad memories for her.

wasn’t so

voice was soft. Without any of the command or desperation he was

a sip of water. Then he lifted her up and tilted her head. Holding her gently, he coaxed her (m outh)

it, swallow for

took another sip of water and

the feel

embrace and he

he wanted more. But given the circumstances, that was just

woman made him.

up with fever, and still he craved her

lips pressed into a straight

mumbled softly, calling

she seemed to sense

Her misty gaze landed on

of anxiety at that moment. Would she resent that

way?

him a s illy smile. “M om, I’ll be good. I want M om

was speechless and could not help laughing. “Grace, it’s

bigger and her big eyes were

The fever confused

was seeing

at first he was … not offended, just

mistake, it dawned on him, that

mother had passed

wasn’t ‘him’ that was like her mother, but the same sense

security and care.

lips subconsciously rose. “One

father whilst another lost a mother when

We’re truly quite similar.”

be good. Very, very

the fever.

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