Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 478 Something's Wrong

Whitney held Wallace's gaze for a long moment before releasing his hand. In a soft voice, she muttered, "Thank you."

I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. Was it just me, or was the air between them a bit too tense?

I hurried to her side, my steps quick. "Let me help you to the bathroom. I don't want you fainting again."

She nodded, leaning on my arm for support as we walked slowly, step by careful step.

Whitney was still weak, her head swimming.

I helped her back into bed.

At that moment, the servant brought breakfast. I turned to Wallace with a polite smile. "Dr. Mervin, you must be tired. Please eat something and rest in the guest room afterward."

"Thank you, Mrs. Bolton," he replied. "Here's the prescription for Ms. Sander. You can have the medicine prepared according to it, but she should wait until her cold is gone before starting the herbs." "Understood."

I sat beside Whitney, feeding her spoonful by spoonful. She ate without protest, each bite taken as I offered it.

I gently wiped her lips with a napkin and touched her forehead. "You're still running a slight fever. Rest for now. We'll need to give you another IV this afternoon."

Whitney nodded and shot Wallace a quick glance. "Thank you, Dr. Mervin."

Wallace set his bowl down, and wiped his lips, "It's nothing, really."

With Whitney's condition stabilizing, I felt a sense of relief.

She took her medicine, and sleep quickly overtook her. Wallace rose to leave. "Ms. Sander, take a rest. I'll be at the Bolton Residence for the next couple of days. If anything comes up, don't hesitate to call." "Okay."

Whitney watched him leave, her eyes lingering as if she had something to say but then hold it back.

"What is it?" I asked curiously.

She shifted her gaze away from Wallace and gave me a faint smile. "Nothing."

her eyes, I quietly shut the

asked, "Dr. Mervin, since you're familiar with holistic medicine, would you mind checking my pulse

was someone Carter trusted, I felt completely

properly in days, and I

"Of course," he said.

my arm on the

before he pulled his hand away. I couldn't

"your digestion seems a bit weak. It could slightly affect the baby's absorption of nutrients, but don't be alarmed. With proper care and a balanced diet, everything will improve. The baby is completely healthy." His reassurance

passed by, her footsteps soft against the polished floor. I called out to her with a smile. "Alisa here is pregnant

"Aunt Chloe, that's really not necessary. My baby

concern. "Dr. Mervin is an excellent physician. A

composed, his eyes steady as he looked at her. "There's nothing to worry

Alisa took a seat beside me. "Thank you,

my pleasure,"

a few moments, Alisa offered a tentative smile.

beat, unreadable yet thoughtful. Finally, he

Dr. Mervin," she said

wall. "Dr. Mervin, you've been on your feet all night. I shouldn't

his head slightly. "Thank

"Follow me."

ajar to reveal a neatly prepared space. "If

kind, Mrs. Bolton," he

I'll leave you

door behind him, and I turned toward the garden, drawn by the sunlight

left the air crisp and clean, carrying with it the rich scent of damp earth and freshly washed leaves. Each breath felt like a small renewal, as though

easel, her brush moving with quiet precision. I walked over to her with curiousity. "Don't you get tired of painting so much?" I asked, tilting my head toward

up briefly,

I can to helpraise money. It's a small way to give back-and

such a kind thought," I said,

you free? You could join me at the event. It's not like you have

my head. "I don't think so. I haven't been feeling my best lately, so I probably wouldn't be much help. But I can donate some old things for

stairs, though rest