Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce
Chapter 438

Chapter 438 I'm Not Feeling Well

Huston had never felt so helpless before. Despite engaging in the intimate act, there was still a vast distance between their

hearts.

At first, Evelyn struggled beneath him, but now she seemed indifferent, without even a hint of resistance. Though she still had unwillingness in her heart, she felt that resisting was

futile.

In the end, Evelyn only felt waves of heat coursing through her body, causing great discomfort.

She might have a fever.

In a daze, she couldn't help but whimper, "Huston, don't do this. I'm not feeling well..."

"Relax, baby. I'll make you feel comfortable."

Huston didn't realize Evelyn's unease and wholeheartedly immersed himself in the passionate encounter. It wasn't until the heat subsided and her body remained scorching hot that

he realized something was wrong.

As he reached out to touch her forehead, his brows furrowed

instantly. The scorching heat he felt in the palm of his hand shattered his composure. "Evelyn? Evelyn..." he called out, unable to longer disguise his concern.

"Mr. Lloyd, Ms. Shelton doesn't have any major health issues. A combination of excessive fatigue and throat inflammation caused her high fever of 39.2 degrees. She is currently receiving intravenous medication to bring down the fever. Once she wakes up, she should focus on a light diet and rest for two days to recover," the family doctor calmly informed Huston by his side.

Huston stood there with a solemn expression, exuding an innate sense of authority and aloofness. His presence was intimidating, and most people wouldn't dare to approach him. However, his handsome face was undeniably captivating, making it hard for people to resist stealing a few more glances. The doctor lowered his gaze slightly, finding it difficult to imagine that the marks on the girl's body in the bedroom came from Huston.

Huston's gaze remained fixed on the frail figure on the bed. "When will the fever subside?"

"Well... It will probably take until tonight for the fever to subside. If it keeps recurring, she can take the medicine I left. As long as it doesn't exceed 38.5 degrees, it should be fine."

"Okay, thank you." After saying that, Huston glanced at Sadie

and motioned for

Sadie understood and made an inviting gesture. "Sir, this way,

please."

Two people went downstairs, one after the other. The second-floor corridor returned to its previous silence. Huston stood alone for a while, seemingly lost in thought. After a few more seconds, he entered the room and closed the door.

He walked straight to the bed. The closer he got to Evelyn, the more he couldn't bear to see her flushed face due to her high

fever.

Her face was covered in sweat, with even some strands of hair sticking to her dampened cheeks. Even in her sleep, she slightly furrowed her brows, indicating the distress caused by

the recent events was evident.

These days she had been constantly by Ben's side, unable to eat or sleep well, and her body had been greatly depleted.

In addition to being tormented by Huston for so long, she

definitely couldn't bear it anymore.

Huston sat by the bed and gently caressed her beautiful face.

Suddenly, her words rang in her ears.

"Huston, don't do this. I'm not feeling well..."

consideration, there was a hint of grievance. He was indeed a bastard for not noticing at all.

His gaze landed on her face, and after a while, Huston stood

up

and left. When he returned, he had a damp handkerchief

in his hand. It was the first time he had taken care of

someone, so he didn't know where to start. He held the handkerchief in the air for a while before gently wiping away

the sweat from her forehead.

Seemingly chilled by the cool handkerchief, Evelyn's eyebrows furrowed even tighter, and she murmured something under

her breath.

Huston couldn't hear clearly, so he moved closer. "What did

you say?"

"Don't touch me..." Evelyn murmured unconsciously. Her lips were slightly cracked due to the high fever.

Huston froze as he bent down, and with a slight turn of his gaze, he saw the bruises, one after another, on her body... all caused by him.

He felt regret, but it was already too late. As for making

amends... did she even care?