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.

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

at

over something as simple as

grabbed her ankle and dragged her right back

without giving her the chance to resist, he forced the medicine into her

did force it

If he didn’t get something in her soon to bring it down, there was no telling what

resisting, and by the end, most of the medicine

it, Victor was completely worn out.

he stormed out of the room. The housekeepers standing just outside

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Fever and

look on his face–no

clothes,” he

“Yes, Mr. Victor.”

Finished

Victor turned and headed back to his room. On his way to

turned on the shower and

Damn it.

losing control–it was

wasn’t until half an hour later that

was just stepping out, toweling off, and throwing on clean clothes when a soft knock sounded at the

are you in

it?” His voice cut like

had cooled his body, his tone was still rough–gravelly, edged with something

startled. “Ms.

raised an eyebrow.

we say, she won’t let

face darkened. “Then cut them

stammered. “Are… are

a hand through his damp hair,

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

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