“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?”

glance and stood up to

and grabbed his shirt. “I’m just kidding, don’t

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

“Considering how pitiful I am, can’t you be a little

nice enough to

tugging at her lips. “On

and try to sleep

like siblings. What’s there to be awkward about?” Sophia’s gaze was

and yet it

Just talk to me,” Sophia

want to talk about?” Jason

the fever, Sophia asked, “Have you visited Old Mr. Quintin these past few days? How

Evelyn off to the Jarvis family. Don’t stir

really likes Evelyn,”

he couldn’t exchange a few words with her without getting

from Estelle. She and Jonathan are so happy together; you’re just an

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