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.

help me.” He made sure his voice was

own (m outh) with a sip of water. Then he lifted her up and tilted her head. Holding her gently, he coaxed her (m

it, swallow

throat moved, he took another sip of

of her soft lips against his, the feel of her tongue, it

curled into his embrace and

given the circumstances, that was just a reminder

woman made him.

conscious, burning up with fever, and still

into a straight

mumbled softly, calling her

she seemed to sense him and

gaze landed

resent that

way?

outh) and give him a s illy smile. “M om, I’ll be good. I want M om to sleep with

was speechless and could not help laughing.

smiled bigger and her big

delirious. The fever confused her enough

was seeing her

was … not offended, just

that

mother had

her mother,

security and care.

lips subconsciously rose. “One of

lost a mother when we

We’re truly quite similar.”

won’t you stay with me? I’ll be good. Very, very good…” Her eyelids were half-open, her cheeks were flushed red

the fever.

broke a bit for the child

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

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