Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 1972

Chapter 1972

Zoey held the pill between her fingers and continued, "Open up, take your medicine."

Fitch leaned against the headboard, his eyes closed, his Adam's apple bobbing, sweat dripping down his forehead in beads.

"Fitch?"

No response came from him.

Zoey's concern grew. She gently wiped his sweat away with a towel, her voice softening considerably.

"Feeling that bad?"

Fitch opened his eyes, a hazy look in them, and pointed to his throat, "Here."

His demeanor, so much like Nolan's, made Zoey's heart soften further as she wiped the sweat from his neck.

"Take the medicine, and you'll feel better."

"I won't."

After these three words, he closed his eyes again.

Zoey sensed something was seriously off. It reminded her too much of Nolan.

Frowning, she gently slapped his face.

"Wake up, take the medicine. Since when are you this stubborn when sick?"

Fitch pursed his lips, stubbornly refusing the medicine.

Eventually, Zoey pinched his chin and forced the pill into his mouth, then leaned in, using her tongue to push it down.

He opened his eyes, his cheeks

up a glass of water, about to help him drink, when she heard him say,

glass fell from her hand, shattering on

"What did you say?"

kiss me, Miss? Isn't that

sure he was delirious from the fever, yet she

who are

"Greenfield Preschool's Fitch!"

"Fitch, student."

"Present!"

struggled to keep a straight face,

"Nap time, sleep now."

"Okay."

curled up, quickly lying down on the

with a blanket and about to leave, Zoey

"Fitch, student?"

"Present!"

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

"My head's spinning."

you

her own words and

the class president; set an

face, then suddenly raised his hand, touching his

me, then I'll

other option, Zoey kissed

he did

to the bathroom to wash up, and when she returned, the

drip beside the bed, Zoey decided to lie down

sooner had she laid down than Fitch

needle in his hand, quickly

"Don't move."