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.

to take the initiative,

him countless times

her cheeks would burn, her heart would

expression

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

finally stop

the hospital

her fingers brushed his collar, Charles's hand shot

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

"Charles, it's me."

Just those words.

wrist

open

"It's me," she repeated.

name seemed to break through the haze. Charles let go, letting Evelyn unbutton his

One button.

Two.

the third,

sight of the angry burns marring

pupils trembled

longer steady

the shirt open, his chest was fully

was barely an inch of

swathes of burns, most of them scabbed over. Some

and red,

signs of skin grafts.

Charles was hurt, but never imagined the

Evelyn

after thembered the morning

fire, when Charles

her bedside as

he'd woken up.

hugged her,

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