“If you don’t want to take medicine, then don’t get sick.”

“You think I want to be sick?”

“Why were you standing out in the cold night air if you don’t want to get sick? Got a thing for the chill?”

Sophia couldn’t win the argument, so she snatched up the medicine and shoved it all into her mouth at once.

Jason wrinkled his brow in concern and hurriedly handed her a glass of water.

Sophia drank so hastily that she choked, doubling over and coughing next to the bed.

Clad in a cotton cartoon pajama set that was loose-fitting, she inadvertently revealed a swath of her pale skin as she leaned forward.

A rush of warmth flooded through Jason as he remembered that afternoon when her feverish and tender body pressed against him, impossible to push away… His hand hesitated mid-air, not daring to touch her back.

As Sophia coughed, her face turned beet red and she lay back down, gasping for breath and giving Jason a sideways look. “Are you trying to get back at me under the guise of taking care of me? Is this your way of finishing me off?”

a glance and

his shirt.

her hand, his heart skipping a beat, but his voice remained sharp. “I thought you were

doe-like eyes, Sophia looked up at him. “Considering how

enough

tugging at her lips. “On second thought,

tucked her in. “Stop talking and try to sleep off the medicine. I’m not going anywhere; I’ll just sit outside for

outside? We grew up together, like siblings. What’s there to be awkward about?” Sophia’s gaze was

sentiment was heartwarming, and yet

don’t want to sleep. Just talk

do you want to talk about?”

face still pale from the fever, Sophia asked, “Have you visited

Quintin wants to marry Evelyn off to the Jarvis

think Gabriel really likes Evelyn,”

do?” Jason realized he couldn’t exchange a few words with her without getting

Estelle. She and Jonathan

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