I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

Chapter 1219 Extreme Discomfort

Bianca was not very happy when she heard that. She was expecting Luke to take care of her.

She slowly opened her eyes. She did not have to pretend that she was weak because she was already uncomfortable enough.

"I'm not feeling very well, Luke," Bianca said softly to evoke Luke's pity. At the same time, she was wondering why her temperature was so low even though she felt much worse.

"You'll be fine. Just have some rest." Luke tucked her in, though he suddenly thought of Luca at that moment. Luca must have suffered a lot when she was fighting the effects of the drug, but she said nothing at all. Instead, she had closed her eyes and grabbed onto the bed sheets tightly.

When Luke stepped out of the bathroom in the hotel, he noticed the creases on the bedsheets and realized that she had not complained one bit.

"Luke..." Bianca wanted to tell Luke to accompany her, but she could not finish her sentence.

Luke came to his senses. By comparing the two women who were feeling unwell at the same time, Luca's resilience was a stark contrast to Bianca's weakness.

"Rest well." He stood up and told the caretaker, "Take care of Madam."

"Yes," the caretaker replied as she watched Luke leave the room.

She had been working in Crawford Manor for two years. Whenever she chatted with the other caretakers who had worked there for longer, they would always talk about how things were in the past.

They said that Bianca used to be very caring toward the servants in the household and how Luke had loved Bianca and would do everything for her.

The caretaker shook her head. Things were not the case now.

Luke did not seem like he loved Bianca, and Bianca was not as approachable as the others said.

Bianca lay on the bed with her eyes closed. Without looking, she could tell that Luke had already left the room.

He had left just like that, not caring that she was getting sicker and sicker in bed.

The caretaker saw that Bianca was sweating again, so she wiped her forehead with a towel.

Bianca wanted to say something, but she did not have the strength to do so. She could feel her condition deteriorating fast.

to inform Luke about her condition. With no other choice, she closed her eyes and

in the bedroom, his thoughts were occupied with images of Luca, and he could not

influence of the

moment, and he would not have been able to resist it if not

he sat in his executive chair, he could not stop thinking

he cursed. He turned on his computer

the investigation

woman never existed. We couldn't find anyone who knows her over here, and her identity

non-existent background unless

nodded and understood what he meant. He continued, "Yes.

"Mm." Luke nodded.

The night passed uneventfully.

caretaker knocked on the door

from his dream. He rarely dreamed, but he

She sat on his lap, and she stroked down

his shoulders, and his chest. Those hands seemed to be magical

up when those hands

Why would he dream of that? Was

he should have dreamed about Bianca instead of

Knock knock! The knocking on the door interrupted his thoughts. "Who is

fever is at 102 degrees now,"

like Luke ordered. Even until half an hour ago, Bianca's temperature was 99.5 degrees. Other than the excessive sweating and occasional sleep-talking,

and wetting her lips with a cotton swab.

and opened the door.

half an hour ago, but suddenly..." The caretaker showed him the record of temperatures on the thermometer in case Luke blamed

medicine?" Luke glanced at it and

The caretaker followed closely

"Madam woke up around midnight and said that shez felt very uncomfortable, so I've given her the medication earlier, but her temperature did not decrease. Should we call Dr.

I want to bring her to the hospital,"

not improve even after she took the medication, she would have to

ran downstairs