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.

of the time, she'd been the one to

undressed him countless

cheeks would

Evelyn's expression

had only one goal tonight: for Charles to make it through, to save

could finally stop owing

by the hospital bed and reached

fingers brushed his collar, Charles's hand shot up

and barely conscious, but still instinctively resisted. "Don't

"Charles, it's me."

Just those words.

her wrist eased. Charles

to open his eyes,

"It's me," she repeated.

the haze. Charles let go, letting Evelyn

One button.

Two.

she reached the third,

of the angry burns

pupils trembled

no longer steady

open, his chest was fully

was barely an inch of unscarred

of burns, most of

red, bore the

signs of skin grafts.

but never

Evelyn

after thembered the morning

when

her

he'd woken up.

her,

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