Chapter 565 Don't Leave Me, Dee

For a moment, Deirdre even thought she was touching a block of ice. It jolted her into a realization of what might have happened. Alarmed, she tried to shake him awake. "Brendan Brighthall, wake up! Now!”

He answered her with a painful whimper. She tried to touch his face.

It was feverish.

There was no way he did not have a fever. The man was already half­conscious—if she left him like this, the worst could very well happen.

Deirdre felt as though her mind had blanked. It took her effort to wake herself out of her panic and feel her way out of the room. She finally felt the door of her neighbor and opened it.

A stranger opened it with marked annoyance.

I don't want to bother you, but I am blind and need your help. My friend has a nasty fever right now, so can you help me call the front desk so they can send a staff member up to

something as urgent as this. The stranger called the front desk without further ado and comforted Deirdre. "Chill, okay? It's easy to get a fever in weather like this. Your friend will be

Brendan was suffering from a

It might just worsen his condition. My suggestion? We'll give him some medicine to cool down his fever and turn the AC up. You'll have to watch over him until morning when the rain should stop. We’ll then send your

could only nod.

doing my part,

and began to undress Brendan. She might be too blind to see anything, but she could feel, including his private bits. She could

made her sweat, reminding her in dismay that her shower had been for nothing. She was not in the mood

waking dream-she was back to those

seriously musing about leaving you in your fever before I decided to seek help. I'm blind, you see. And the weather's bad. All I need to do is to pretend I have no idea this happened and nobody can blame me for it. Whether you live or die on the next day... it's got nothing

I couldn't do it, Brendan. Not because I hold even a lick of feelings for you... but because

head on the edge of the bed and slept. In her sleep, she felt the man stir

"Water."

he was just muttering in his sleep. Deirdre

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