Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

Chapter 439 Are You Going to Torture Me to Death?

Huston’s grip on the handkerchief tightened. This tough man unexpectedly started feeling anxious. He could only imagine she would dislike him even more once she woke up.

The words “I’m sorry” rolled in his throat, even though he knew she couldn’t hear them. Still, he whispered softly in her ear,

“I’m sorry, Evelyn…”

In her sleep, Evelyn didn’t respond, nor could she give him a response. Half of the reason for her high fever of 39.2 degrees was caused by Huston.

After seeing off the doctor, Sadie went upstairs with the medication. She knocked on the door and received permission

to enter. As soon as she walked in, she saw Huston sitting

by the bedside, taking care of Evelyn with great care and

attention.

She couldn’t help but be stunned. How Huston intimidated Evelyn earlier today was completely different from his current gentle demeanor. He was terrifying just a moment ago, but

now he appeared so tender.

Unfortunately, Evelyn couldn’t see his gentleness.

Alas, why did he have to do that?

Sadie sighed helplessly. She didn’t want to disturb the peace, so she put the medicine on the table and left.

even look back,

on the woman on the bed and cared

carefully.

was a dry and scratchy pain in her throat, and her breathing was heavy.

breath made her

ceiling. At first, her eyes

after a while.

looked down and found her body covered with a

The temperature in the room was neither high nor

the light in her eyes dimmed, not only

now buT

Sadie to prepare some light nourishing soup. Just as he left, Evelyn woke up. He met her tired, listless eyes and quickly walked over

to feel her forehead, she reacted strongly and quickly turned her

in the air, not knowing

was

his hand and didn’t touch her. He just asked, “Are

spoke, he took out an electronic thermometer from the first-aid kit and placed if beside her hand. Evelyn understood what he meant and pursed her pale

slightly elevated temperature, but generally,

relieved and began to care

bedside and

back of her hand. Feeling guilty, he asked, “Are you hungry? Shall I

downstairs?”

opened her mouth, she was shocked by her hoarse voice. She frowned and was about to cough when a glass of hot water was handed to

heart couldn’t help pounding. She wasn’t touched but nervous. His approach

water. Instead, she lifted the quilt on her body and wanted to walk away from him. However, as soon