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."

eyes, I quietly shut the door behind

Mervin, since you're familiar with holistic medicine,

trusted,

properly in days, and I

"Of course," he said.

sat at the stone table in the garden. I placed my arm

moments passed before he pulled his hand away. I couldn't help myself. "So, what did

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,

called out to her with a smile. "Alisa here is pregnant

her expression shifting almost imperceptibly. "Aunt Chloe, that's really not necessary.

her concern. "Dr. Mervin is an

steady as he looked at her. "There's nothing to worry about, ma'am," he said

beside me. "Thank

pleasure,"

Alisa offered a tentative smile. "So, Dr. Mervin, my baby is healthy,

yet thoughtful. Finally, he nodded. "Yes, everything seems fine. But

she said with

the clock on the wall. "Dr. Mervin, you've been on your feet

inclined his head slightly.

"Follow me."

the guest room on the first floor, the door already ajar to reveal a neatly prepared space. "If you

very kind, Mrs. Bolton,"

leave

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

had 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 the world had been

Alisa sat with her 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

up briefly, her

up. I want to complete as many pieces as I can to helpraise money. It's a small way to give back-and maybe it'll bring a little luck to the baby,

such a kind thought," I

free? You could join me

my best lately, so I probably wouldn't be much help. But I can donate some old things for the sale. That's still something, right?" "That's fine," Alisa said with a nod. "It's better to be

stairs,