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.

made sure his voice was soft. Without any of the command or desperation he was

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

swallow for

her throat moved, he took another sip of

against his, the feel of her tongue, it brought to life everything

embrace and

course he wanted more. But given the circumstances,

woman made him.

burning up with fever, and still he craved her

lips pressed into

he mumbled softly, calling

to sense him and gradually

gaze

and felt an unexpected wave of anxiety at that moment. Would she resent that he had

way?

saw her open her (m outh) and give him a s illy smile. “M om, I’ll be good. I want M om

help laughing. “Grace, it’s Jay. I’m not

bigger and her big eyes

delirious. The fever confused her enough to have

was seeing

first he was … not

dawned on him, that in fact, it

had passed away

was like her mother, but the same sense

security and care.

subconsciously rose.

lost a mother when we

We’re truly quite similar.”

good. Very, very good…” Her eyelids were

the fever.

heart broke a bit for the child she had been, alone,

for affection. He knew full well how her father and step-family had treated

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