The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 617

Chapter 607 Fever and Frustration

Victor sat at the edge of the bed, staring at the tears clinging to the corners of her eyes.

It was getting on his nerves.

He glanced at the bedside table. The medicine the doctor had left for her wounds was still sealed. Clearly, she hadn’t used it at all like he told her to.

With a sigh, he picked up the tube and tore the packaging open.

Then he walked into the bathroom to wash his hands and grabbed a pair of disposable gloves from the medical kit.

Last night had clearly shaken her up more than he thought.

As he applied the ointment, Tessa squirmed and whimpered in protest. “It hurts… don’t…”

She kept twisting her body away from him, trying to avoid the pain.

With a short sigh, Victor pulled her straight out of the blankets and into his arms. “Hold still.”

His tone was firm, not loud, but it left no room for arguing. Even in her feverish haze, Tessa flinched and instinctively curled in on herself.

Victor watched her for a moment and let out a quiet sigh.

“It hurts…” She whimpered again, eyes closed, lips barely moving as the medicine stung.

He paused mid–motion, glancing down at the weak, flushed girl in his arms. His voice dropped, soft and gruff. “So damn fragile.”

Between her whining and constant squirming, it took him almost ten minutes to get the medicine on properly.

It was rough on her, but it wasn’t exactly easy for him either.

Especially with her twisting around in his lap the whole time.

Once he finished, he pulled the blanket over her and grabbed the bottle of liquid medicine.

Just like the housekeeper said–she wasn’t having it.

It turned into a whole struggle.

“Open your mouth,” he ordered.

carried that usual chill, the kind that normally made people freeze. But instead of listening, Tessa grabbed her blanket, rolled to the far side

stared at her

as simple as medicine pushed him

grabbed her ankle and dragged her

to resist, he

really did

burning up with fever. If he didn’t get something in her soon to bring it down,

end, most of the medicine had spilled onto her

Victor was completely worn out.

room. The housekeepers standing just outside froze

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Fever

his face–no one dared

clothes,”

“Yes, Mr. Victor.”

Finished

his orders, Victor turned and headed back to his room. On his way to the bathroom, he stripped off

shower and stepped straight

Damn it.

control–it was getting harder and harder to

wasn’t until half an hour later that the heat

on clean clothes when a

are you

it?” His voice cut

shower had cooled his body, his

clearly startled. “Ms. Tessa… she

raised an eyebrow. “What

we say, she won’t let

darkened. “Then

stammered. “Are… are

hand through his damp

the housekeeper described–she was curled up, clinging tightly to the front of her soaked shirt

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