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.

her chest, Mary followed

gently on the bed, and when he turned to find Mary at the door, his face was cold and commanding. "Go get

"Right away."

to

her out

"On it!"

turned and

me help, too. Briony's completely out of it-Belinda won't be

in hand and clearly anxious to make a call, didn't

the room and closed

feverish and oblivious to

and Mary considerable effort to ease her out of the heavy

fetch some lukewarm water-we

and hurried

study, Ferdinand was on

wedding is not

seemed to irritate the man on

for you for years. You know I've never questioned any of your decisions, but this-this is too risky. Ms. Kensington

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