Chapter 567

"Ms. Evelyn, Mr. Jenkins's clothes are completely soaked through with sweat. Could you please help him change into something clean?"

Charles was running a high fever. Wearing damp clothes would only make things worse.

But even unconscious, Charles refused to let anyone else near him.

Aiden hesitated, then spoke up.

Evelyn had known Charles since she was eight years old.

She knew all about his quirks.

In the Jenkins family, aside from Rosa, only she was allowed this close.

Once, this special treatment had made her believe she was special to him.

So, without even realizing it, she'd fallen for him.

Fallen, and fallen hard.

Until Dahlia appeared...

"Yes," Evelyn answered softly.

Aiden let out a sigh of relief and hurried to fetch a clean hospital gown.

"Thank you, Ms. Evelyn. I'll be right outside-just call if you need anything."

"Alright."

Evelyn nodded.

Aiden stepped out and closed the door to the hospital room behind him.

...

She'd been with Charles for five years, intimately close more times than she could count.

been the one to take the initiative, always with

undressed him

cheeks would burn, her heart would

expression

for Charles to make it

she could finally stop owing

hospital bed and

her fingers brushed his collar, Charles's hand shot up

burning up and barely conscious, but

"Charles, it's me."

Just those words.

on her wrist eased. Charles mumbled,

to open

"It's me," she repeated.

haze. Charles let go, letting Evelyn

One button.

Two.

the third, Evelyn's hands

the angry burns marring his

pupils trembled

longer steady as she

the shirt open, his chest

barely an inch of

most of them scabbed over.

and red,

signs of skin grafts.

never imagined

Evelyn

after thembered the morning

fire, when Charles

to her

he'd woken up.

her, overcome with

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