I Don’t Need Your Fake Love by Melandia

Chapter 113

Lost in random thoughts, Antonio fell asleep without knowing it.

When he woke up, he felt like his body was on fire and his throat was dry and sore. He had no strength, and his mind was muddled.

In a daze, he fumbled for his phone and called Morton, telling him to come over right away.

Enduring the burning body heat, he waited for ten minutes before he finally passed out.

When Morton rushed over to find Antonio in a high fever, he was almost scared out of his wits. He hurriedly contacted the front desk to take Antonio to the hospital.

During the six hours of IV drip treatment, Morton stayed by his side, not daring to even blink.

In the middle of the night, Antonio woke up and asked for water.

Morton quickly grabbed a glass to get water. As he passed through the hallway, he heard a very familiar voice. He turned his head subconsciously and immediately saw Grace.

She was also by the bedside, holding a thermometer, and the one lying on the hospital bed was Devin.

this trip, Morton pondered for a moment. He then quickly got a glass of water and tiptoed back to the ward.

glass over and whispered what he had seen just now.

his spirit picked up quite a lot. He immediately sat up straight, about to pull

hurriedly held him down and called for a nurse to bring a

still had little strength. He could only

give Devin his medicine. Their intimacy caused a pang of jealousy to well up inside

was about to happen and made a hasty excuse

had died away, the hallway was quiet

Grace had planned to head straight back to Cruxfield after returning from

coughing. Worried about his health, Grace took him straight to

he had caught a cold, but fortunately, he didn’t

medicine and brought a thermometer, instructing Grace to check Devin’s body temperature every

over his condition, Grace didn’t rest but just kept track of the

time.

refused to rest, Devin wouldn’t either. He held her hand and talked nonstop, interspersed with coughs.

promised to go

watching the sunset when you’re