Chapter 418

That kind of personality, combined with Austin's good looks and talent, made countless women flock to him. Yet, no one had ever seen him get particularly close to anyone. Even with Angela, he'd always been distant, rarely showing any warmth.

Because of this, Angela had always felt a little intimidated around him and had never dared to get too close. But today, he'd taken the initiative to add her.

She wondered if she should send him a message. Since he'd already made the first move, she figured she should at least show some sincerity in return.

Suddenly, someone knocked on her door. Angela was shocked, then let out a sigh. The only person who'd come at this hour was Dexter.

She wondered why he always appeared in the middle of the night instead of just going to bed like a normal person.

Feeling helpless, she opened the door, ready to confront him. However, she found Dexter standing there with a thermometer in his mouth, looking sick and pitiful.

"I'm having a fever," he said hoarsely, his voice carrying a hint of vulnerability.

was burning up. "Come in and sit down. I'll get you some

no choice but to take a cab home. And now he was sick. Clearly, karma

on the couch, unusually well-behaved, with one hand resting on his stomach and the other on his forehead. In the dim light, he looked like a

mixing the powder into the drink, she passed

he got up and flopped onto her bed, his long legs hanging off the edge. He looked

bed. Go back to your own room to

as if he'd already fallen asleep. With a sigh of resignation, Angela gave up. She grabbed a blanket and settled

room, but the atmosphere felt different. The moment her head hit the pillow, she

he slipped off his

moment of such quiet closeness. Perhaps only at times like this would she set aside her defenses and allow

she still couldn't fully open her

seemed to separate them, holding them

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