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 door behind

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

someone Carter trusted, I felt completely

days, and I was worried about the

"Of course," he said.

the garden. I placed my arm on the table,

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

baby's absorption of nutrients, but don't be alarmed. With proper care

Alisa passed by, her footsteps soft against the polished floor. I called out to her with a

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

trouble at all," I said, brushing off her concern. "Dr. Mervin is

her. "There's

Alisa took a seat beside me.

pleasure," he

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

lingered on her for a beat, unreadable yet thoughtful. Finally, he nodded. "Yes, everything seems fine. But it's still

she said

wall. "Dr. Mervin, you've been on your feet all night. I

his head

"Follow me."

the first floor, the door already ajar to reveal a neatly prepared space. "If you need anything at all, just let one of the staff

kind, Mrs.

I'll leave you to

toward the garden, drawn by the

air crisp and clean, carrying with it the rich scent of damp earth and freshly washed leaves. Each

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

I want to complete as many pieces as I can to helpraise money. It's a small way

kind thought," I said, meaning

free? You could join me at

shaking 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 the sale. That's still something, right?" "That's fine," Alisa said

stairs, though rest