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

"Dr. Mervin, since you're familiar with

was someone Carter trusted, I felt

hadn't eaten properly in days, and I was worried

"Of course," he said.

placed my arm on the table, and his cool fingers rested on

his hand away. I couldn't help

don't be alarmed. With proper care and a balanced diet, everything will improve. The baby is completely healthy." His reassurance felt like

passed by, her footsteps soft against the polished floor. I called out to her with a smile. "Alisa here is pregnant too. Dr. Mervin, why don't you check her pulse as

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

off her concern. "Dr. Mervin is

his eyes steady as he looked at her. "There's

seat beside me.

my pleasure,"

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

gaze lingered on her for a beat, unreadable yet thoughtful. Finally, he nodded. "Yes,

Mervin," she said with visible

"Dr. Mervin, you've been on your feet all night. I shouldn't take up more of your time. Please, get

his head slightly.

"Follow me."

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

very kind, Mrs. Bolton," he

leave

the door behind him, and I turned toward

the rich scent of damp earth and freshly washed leaves. Each breath felt like a small renewal, as though the world had been

moving with quiet precision. I walked over to her with

glanced up briefly, her

complete as many pieces as I can to helpraise money. It's a small way to give back-and maybe

a kind thought," I said, meaning

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

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 with a nod. "It's better to be cautious during

stairs, though

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