You Are My One and Only

“Water… Water…” Patricia mumbled in discomfort.

Isaac was startled, but it seemed like there was no one else in the house, and Patricia clearly looked out of sorts right now. He glanced at the table in the corner and poured her a glass of water. Therefore, he sat at the bedside, helped her to sit up, and fed her the water.

She seemed parched as she finished the water within seconds. When he lifted his hand and felt her forehead, he blinked his eyes in shock. It’s burning hot! What’s her temperature now?!

The man’s palm was very cool, and Patricia felt really comfortable as she gasped, pulling his hand and placing it on her face.

“Hot… It’s so hot…”

The second Isaac entered the house, he could smell her scent, and the entire place was filled with that faint, sweet smell. This smell was incredibly familiar to him, and he seemed to really like this light fragrance.

He glanced at the unconscious woman in his arms and patted her face lightly. “Patricia Aniston, are you feeling uncomfortable? I’ll take you to the hospital.”

A few pats on the face woke Patricia up a little, and she gazed at him with glazed eyes, her mind still in a daze. “I’m not going to the hospital. I don’t want to!”

Then, she started struggling as she wriggled out of his arms and snuggled into the sheets.

“Cold… It’s so cold…”

at the sight of her shivering in the sheets. One second she was shivering, and the next, she felt

out his phone and called Nikola, who picked up very

he asked, thinking that he must have spent a beautiful evening after taking

has a fever. About 102 degrees. What should I

fever now? Aren’t you a little ruthless?” Nikola exclaimed in

through the line emotionlessly. “Should I go over and shag you until you’re running

thanks,” Nikola

“Speak.”

turned serious and taught him how to manage a fever. After that, he wanted to dig for more details, but Isaac hung up on him

saw that it was an antipyretic medication. Hence, he immediately took the tablets according to the instructions, poured some water, and sat at

face was flushed crimson, and she

patted her face gently and said, “Patricia Aniston, wake up

and she jerked her

throbbing in frustration. She doesn’t want to take the medication, nor does she want to go to the hospital. Is she planning to turn into an

the first time he encountered an ill woman, which was quite tricky to handle. So, he propped her in his arms again and stuffed the medicine

highly uncooperative, struggling and mumbling,

her squirming, the tablet rolled to