GoodRead"Did I cat a bad time?" Lucas' voice, laced with sarcasm, cut through the room just as Aveline managed to steady herself.
Her head throbbed even harder.
Zachary frowned and turned to Lucas. "You're mistaken. She felt unwell, and I was just helping her." Lucas walked over, noting Aveline's flushed cheeks and her lack of energy. She didn't look well at all. His brow furrowed, and without a word, he bent down and scooped her up in his arms. Zachary released her at the right moment and said, "She seems to have a fever. You should take her to the town hospital right away." Lucas' narrowed eyes were filled with a frosty chill as he shot Zachary a cold look before striding out. Baron and Braden had already slipped away quietly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLucas carried Aveline to the car, eyeing the coat she wore with irritation. He swiftly tore it off and tossed it out. Feverish and dazed, Aveline squinted at Lucas, her voice hoarse. "Don't be unreasonable. He was just worried I'd catch a cold." Lucas replied coolly, "So, should I hang up his coat like skind of trophy and send him a thank-you card every day for his noble act?" Aveline closed her eyes, too tired to argue. "You're insufferable." Lucas noticed the disdain in her eyes, his expression tightening slightly.
He directed the driver, "Drive faster!" The driver, feeling the tension, pressed harder on the gas pedal.
By the tthey reached the hospital, Aveline's fever was alarmingly high. Lucas immediately took her to the emergency room. There was a whirlwind of exams, prescriptions, and IV drips.
Hours passed before they finished.
As the medication began to take effect, Aveline's furrowed brow gradually relaxed, and she started to sweat. Lucas had someone buy a towel and a basin, and he began to gently wipe her down. The process was far from smooth; she mumbled and resisted, pushing his hand away.
He coaxed her softly, "We need to clean you up properly, so don't move around, or they'll have to give you another injection." At the mention of another injection, Aveline stopped struggling.
After he finished wiping her down, Lucas found himself looking rather disheveled.
Lucas glanced down at himself, then closed his eyes briefly before heading to the bathroom. When Aveline groggily woke up, it I.ne was already afternoon. She felt refreshed, with none of the sticky sensation that comes from sweating. The IV had been removed from her hand, and the room was quiet. "Awake?" A deep male voice broke the silence.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAveline turned her head and saw Lucas walking in, carrying a bag with a lunchbox inside.
She vaguely recalled that he had been the one who and hercheek'sed her down, flushed a little. Trying to change the subject, she asked, "Where did you go last night?"
Lucas glanced at her and replied, "There was an emergency last night.
emergency & Were you soared when I wasn't En!! around?" Aveline frowned. "I'm asking you a serious question." He responded, "So am I. With a fire that big, who wouldn't be scared?" Aveline looked at him, exasperated. "It's not the first tI've seen a fire like that. I'm used to it." Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Oh, impressive." Aveline fell silent.
He set up the small table and began placing the lunch box in front of her. "Are you feeling well enough to eat, or should I feed you?" X
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