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.

time, she'd been the one to take the initiative,

undressed him

her cheeks would burn,

expression

tonight: for Charles to make it through,

could finally

hospital bed and reached for

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

conscious, but still instinctively resisted.

"Charles, it's me."

Just those words.

her wrist eased. Charles

to open

"It's me," she repeated.

break through the haze. Charles let go, letting Evelyn unbutton his hospital

One button.

Two.

the

sight of the angry

trembled

hands were no longer steady

open, his chest was fully

barely an

of burns, most of them scabbed over. Some still

red, bore the

signs of skin grafts.

was hurt, but never imagined the extent

Evelyn

after thembered the morning

fire, when Charles

to her

he'd woken up.

hugged her, overcome with

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