Chapter 85

Jason studied Grace who was still in a deep slumber. He felt marginally better having had the doctor examine her. But

seeing her so still and lifeless, it was like the vice around his

chest wouldn’t loosen.

“Grace, wake up.”

She didn’t move.

“Sister, you have a fever and you need to take this medicine.”

Still nothing.

He set the glass of water on the table and grabbed the pill. Problem was, he didn’t have enough hands to hold her up, hold the glass and insert the pill into her (m outh).

He tried to coax her once more. “Sister, open your (m outh).” He placed the medicine in his hand by her rather dry lips. “Be good and take the medicine.”

However, she subconsciously pursed her lips tighter. He could not even get the pill in, let alone have her swallow it.

Jason muttered a curse. Her body was hot to the touch and

she’d continue to dehydrate if he couldn’t bring her fever

down. Maybe he should just call an EMT and get her back.

into a hospital ward, at least they’d be able to run an IV and

administer more drugs intravenously.

But even as he thought it, he knew she hated being in the hospital and that such places brought bad memories for her.

It wasn’t so different for him.

now, Sister, help me.” He made sure his voice was soft. Without any

up and tilted her head. Holding her gently, he coaxed her (m outh) open with his own lips. He used the tip of

it, swallow for

her throat moved, he took another sip of water and

press of her soft lips against his, the feel of her tongue, it brought to life everything inside

his embrace and

Of course he wanted more. But given the circumstances, that was just a reminder of

woman made him.

up with fever, and still he craved her like

lips pressed into

softly,

to sense

Her misty gaze

she resent that

way?

s illy smile. “M om, I’ll be good. I want M om

not help laughing. “Grace,

smiled bigger and her big eyes

fever confused her enough

was seeing her

he was … not

that in

mother had passed away

her mother, but the

security and care.

lips subconsciously rose. “One

father whilst another lost a mother when we

We’re truly quite similar.”

with me? I’ll be good. Very, very good…” Her eyelids were

the fever.

heart broke a bit for the child she had been,

well how her father and step-family had treated her. They’d made their position very

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