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 different

He made sure his voice was soft. Without any

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

swallow

her throat moved, he took another

of her soft lips against his, the feel of her

into his embrace and he held

given the circumstances, that was just a reminder of

woman made him.

up with fever, and still he craved

lips pressed into

mumbled softly, calling

seemed to sense him and gradually

Her misty gaze landed on

stunned and felt an unexpected wave of anxiety at that moment. Would she resent that he had kissed her? His heart

way?

(m outh) and give him a s illy smile. “M om, I’ll

help laughing. “Grace,

bigger and her big eyes were

was delirious. The fever confused her enough to have

she was seeing her

at first he was … not offended, just feeling, awkward

on him, that in fact, it

had passed

wasn’t ‘him’ that was like her mother,

security and care.

lips subconsciously rose. “One of

whilst another lost a mother when we

We’re truly quite similar.”

very good…” Her eyelids were half-open, her

the fever.

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