When Love Becomes a Cage by Nora

Chapter 98

Chapter 98



Finally making it to a villager's place after a rough journey, I was greeted with warmth. Their cozy two-story home was inviting, but my body betrayed me, falling ill.

Already frail, the travel had worn me down, and a fever had taken hold, leaving me delirious.

When Clyde called, it was Lina who answered. I didn't catch their exchange, but his urgency was palpable.

Two days later, as the rain ceased, my fever persisted. Vinson, taking no chances, hoisted me onto a tractor.

"We've got to get you to the hospital for a shot, or you'll be out of your mind with fever."

He borrowed a military coat from our host, wrapping me in it before pulling me close to his chest.

Looking up at his profile, I was suddenly reminded of Clyde.

During our junior year, after three nights without sleep, I'd collapsed from exhaustion. It was Clyde who'd rushed me to the infirmary, concern etched on his face.

And now, in this moment, I saw that same concern on Vinson's face.

I reached out, touching his chin, whispering, "Clyde, you need a shave... you look... scruffy."

Vinson paused, then tightened his hold on me.

Awakening to a patchy wall, it took a moment to place myself.

Only when I saw Vinson, stubble and dark circles under his eyes, did I remember where I was.

"Vinson, what happened to me?"

Keep pushing yourself like this, and you'll

into bed,

me a once-over before

let her rest? You look well-off enough;

could interject, Vinson bowed slightly

I shouldn't have

stern face softened. "A second recurrence isn't trivial. We can only do so much here; for a thorough

hard worker. But what's more important, work or health? Take a break from work

stern yet caring, ending his visit by sharing some homemade pork trotters, claiming they were good for

at the trotter, unsure, while

"Not feeling it?"

"It's all yours."

mind, peeling off the fat

took them, a bit

undeterred, enjoyed

of transporting materials came

help you get it back. Just have Clyde cover the

him

his

"Vinson, let's not. Just

didn't argue, promising to handle the transport once he was sure I

managed to send Clyde a video, downplaying my condition, leading to an immediate wave of concern from

fly over? I'm

back soon after supervising. Don't

semblance of the early days of our marriage; not perfect,

shattered

on camera, back

prompting me to

call

Clyde's attempts