Emmeline sat up and gently touched Abelâs face in the darkness. âAbel.â
He instinctively embraced her and reassured her in a hoarse voice, âIâm here, Emma. You donât need to bet afraid.â
âYou have a fever, she whispered anxiously. âWake up.â
âItâs fine. Iâm okay,â he mumbled. âI just need some rest.
She cried out in distress. âYouâre burning up. You canât continue like this!
He didnât respond. She didnât know if he had fallen asleep or lost consciousness due to the high fever, She quickly turned on the flashlight on her phone and made her way to the bathroom, relying on the light to guide her.
She wet a towel with cold water and returned to place it on Abelâs forehead.
Despite Emmelineâs efforts, his body temperature continued to rise.
She fumbled in the dark for the door and descended to the first floor, following the dim emergency lights in the corridor.
As she walked down the dark and unfamiliar corridor, the wind howled outside, and she felt as if she were trapped in a nightmare.
The hotel receptionist was dozing off at the counter. Emmeline woke her up and asked for some medication to treat the fever.
After returning to her room on the fourth floor, Emmeline dissolved the pill in a glass of warm water and fed it to Abel.
Gradually, he began to sweat.
She unbuttoned his pajamas and used a towel to wipe the sweat off him.
As his fever rapidly subsided, it eventually disappeared by dawn.
She had spent the entire night taking care of him without sleep.
The wind and rain had stopped. As she looked out the window, she saw that the harbor had been ravaged. by the storm.
Abel was still asleep.
She carefully removed the bandage from his shoulder, only to discover that the wound had reopened and become infected.
After they had returned to their hotel room in the rain the previous night, she led treated his wound with the iodine she had brought from home and rebandaged it.
However, the rainwater carried a large number of bacteria, so Abel needed to go to the hospital for intravenous treatment.
Since he was still unconscious, Emmeline went to the hotel restaurant to buy breakfast.
As soon as she returned to the room, she was greeted by Abelâs tall figure.
He was standing by the window, blocking the morning light with his upright posture.
He was talking to someone from the company on his phone.
After a few words, he hung up and turned around when he heard footsteps behind him.
+5 Bonus He looked exhausted, but seemed better than the previous night as his eyes shone brightly at her.
His pajamas remained unbuttoned, revealing his toned chest. An unlit cigarette hung between his lips.
He was tall, powerful, attractive, and captivating. Emmeline was momentarily mesmerized by him.
Abel raised the lighter in his hand towards his face, preparing to light the cigarette as he lowered his head.
At that moment, she reached out and snatched the cigarette from him. âWeâre going to the hospital after breakfast.â
He chuckled heartily as he stared at her affectionately. âSince when did the little girl become such a bossy woman?â
She scolded, âStop it. You had a high fever last night. You worried me to death.â
Abel frowned. âI had no idea.â
Emmeline glared at him sternly. Youâre hopeless.â
He laughed. âWas I?â
âAnd youâre also cold and insensitive, like a machine.â
After breakfast, Emmeline insisted that he go to the hospital to treat his wound.
He pondered for a moment. Sheâs right. Itâs a serious wound.
He was in no condition to travel back like this. What if he had anotherâfever on the way? It could be disastrous.
Besides, he needed to go to Chrome Group to apologize. It wouldnât be good for him if he didnât feel well.
The two of them found a private clinic near the harbor.
The doctor treated the wound and rehandaged it before giving Abel an intravenous injection.
In the afternoon, Abel dealt with Chrome Group.
Alana cafled unexpectedly. He furrowed his brow as he answered, âWhatâs up?â
âMr. Ryker,â she greeted him and got straight to the point. âAre you in Fortuna now?â
âYes,â he replied coldly.
âIs Emmeline with you?â
âWhy do you want to know?â The crease between his brows deepened. âHow does it concern you?â
âSomeone is looking for her,â she explained. âIâm just passing on a message.â
âWho?â Abel had a bad feeling. Please donât let it be Albus.
Alanaâs response confirmed his suspicion. âHis name is Albus. Albus Zeller.â
âDâmn it!â He muttered under his breath. âAsk him why heâs looking for Emma.â
âHe said heâs been trying to call her, but her phone is always off.â Alana elaborated, âIt seems like he wants to discuss the engagement with her.â
Abel clenched his teeth. Thank goodness I brought Emuna with me! I wonât let her face this trouble alone.
As anger darkened Abelâs face, Emmeline took his phone. âPlease tell Albus that Iâll be back in a few days, and not to call me for no reason.â
âDo you have to stay there that long?â Alana complained. âItâs already the third day. Why do you need a few more days?â
âI donât have to report to you.â Emmeline coldly hung up.