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.

so different for

voice was soft. Without any of

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. He used

it, swallow for

another

his, the feel of

into his embrace and he

Of course he wanted more. But given the circumstances, that was

woman made him.

was scarcely conscious, burning up with fever, and

into a straight

softly,

sense him and gradually

gaze landed on

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

way?

saw her open her (m outh) and give him a s illy smile.

could not help laughing. “Grace, it’s Jay. I’m not

smiled bigger and her big

was delirious. The fever confused

was seeing

first he was … not offended, just feeling,

it dawned on him, that in fact,

had

her mother,

security and care.

subconsciously rose. “One of

lost a mother when we were

We’re truly quite similar.”

stay with me? I’ll be good. Very, very good…” Her eyelids were half-open,

the fever.

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