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, always with a purpose in

him countless

cheeks would burn, her

Evelyn's expression was

for Charles to make it through, to save

finally stop

by the hospital bed and reached

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

burning up and barely conscious, but still

"Charles, it's me."

Just those words.

her wrist

open his eyes, but

"It's me," she repeated.

break through the haze. Charles let go,

One button.

Two.

she reached the

sight of the angry burns marring

pupils trembled almost

longer steady

shirt open, his

barely an inch of unscarred

of burns, most of them

and red, bore the

signs of skin grafts.

known Charles was hurt, but never imagined the

Evelyn

after thembered the morning

when

to her bedside as

he'd woken up.

her,

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