Chapter 285

Leanne still had a bit of a cough, and after work one evening, she picked up a few pears, planning to steam them when she got home.

Exiting the elevator and turning down the corridor, she saw someone in front of her apartment door.

Curtis was sitting on a black suitcase, facing the corridor, seemingly waiting for her return.

His long legs stretched out casually, his head leaned back in a relaxed pose. Upon seeing her, his lips slowly curved into a smile.

Leanne was inexplicably charmed by his grin.

Looking at his leisurely demeanor, then at the suitcase he was sitting on, she paused, a hint of wariness in her expression.

“What are you doing here?”

Curtis didn’t speak but pulled her hand towards him. Leanne tried to wriggle free but couldn’t escape his grip, and he placed her hand on his forehead.

The heat under her palm startled her. “You have a fever?”

Curtis hummed in confirmation. “You passed the flu to me.”

His cheerful tone made it sound as if catching the flu was a stroke of good fortune.

Leanne was speechless. “And why are you happy about that?”

“What do

you think?”

Curtis had been feverish for half the day, initially at 101°F, and after measuring his temperature no less than ten times throughout the afternoon, he braved the climb to her door only when it reached nearly 103°F.

Afraid that anything less severe wouldn’t soften her heart enough.

Now, despite the throbbing pain in his head nearing explosion, his heart was setting off fireworks.

“Leanne, you have to take care of me.”

the hospital.” Leanne’s tone was as cold as an iceberg, “Coming to me won’t make you

I go there?” Curtis’ reasoning was a pile of

drive you to the hospital.”

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Chapter 285

head on her shoulder, his voice muffled but unmistakably weak, “Leanne, I feel terrible. Show me some

her lip, pulling

she stepped back, Curtis, losing his support,

instinctively caught him

his arms, wrapping around his back, pulling him into

out, utterly limp his weight pressing

wasn’t

“Curtis?”

No response.

him but her strength was no match for the weight of

grown man.

moment to emerge, only to quickly

deep breath, she wished the situation was reversed, with Curtis falling ill first. Then, she

Richardsons. Someone would have taken

couldn’t bear to do

both morally and emotionally, Leanne found

What a headache.

inside and onto the couch, then went

suitcase.

and drenched in sweat, she took

come all this way instead of going to a hospital was

a glass of water and some

a hand over his eyes.

an air of effortless grace. Now, his feverish

coaxed him, “Time for your medicine.”

opened his eyes, the high fever reddening them slightly.

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