They never made it through all ten wedding dresses.

By the time Briony tried on the third, she collapsed without warning.

Ferdinand caught her just in time, startled to discover her skin was burning hot.

He scooped her up and hurried back to the motorhome.

Inside, he checked her pulse.

Briony lay quietly in his arms, her cheeks flushed a vivid red from the fever.

The results made Ferdinand's expression grow grave.

He brought her back to Sanctonia Private Estate.

Carrying the unconscious Briony into the house, he strode straight through the living room, where Mary was watching TV. She jumped up the moment she saw them.

"What happened to Briony?"

Ferdinand didn't spare her a glance, nor did he answer, but headed upstairs without pause.

twisting in her chest, Mary

he turned to find Mary at the door, his

"Right away."

to

"Help her out

"On it!"

turned and

still uneasy, said, "Let me help, too. Briony's completely out of

phone already in hand and clearly anxious to make

the room and

lay feverish and oblivious

to

way too high. Belinda, fetch some lukewarm water-we need

nodded and hurried

Ferdinand was on

wedding is not

tone was resolute, which only seemed to irritate the

I've never questioned any of your decisions, but this-this is

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