Her concern for Marcus grew.
His fever made strenuous activity risky.
If anything happened to him, sheâd be responsible.
Yet, intervening seemed like a dangerous option too.
In the end, she decided to wait outside.
Soon after, the doctor from the hotel infirmary arrived, intending to check on Marcus.
The sounds from the master bedroom left him stunned.
Sylvia, cheeks flushed, managed a professional smile.
âMr.
Fowler hasnât seen his girlfriend in a while.
Their enthusiasm is understandable.
Could you perhaps leave some fever-reducing medicine?
Iâll make sure Mr.
Fowler gets it later.
â
This was exactly what the doctor hoped for.
He quickly set down the medicine and hurried off.
After seeing the doctor out, Sylvia placed the medicine on the coffee table, left a note, and departed.
Melissa was there, after all.
Back in the bedroom, the mood was intensely romantic.
Marcus and Melissa had been intimate twice.
Afterwards, Marcus felt his fever receding, and he no longer felt unwell.
ALL he wanted now was something to eat.
Marcus wrapped his arms around Melissa from behind, planting a ki*s on her slender shoulder.
Men often harbored a bit of mischief, and Marcus was no exception.
Although he was upset with Melissa, the fact that it was her first time softened his anger significantly.
In a raspy voice, he suggested, âIf you want, Iâll take responsibility.
â
He was implying that they should get married.
Melissa understood his meaning.
Her thoughts were jumbled, but a part of her wanted to say yes.
âWhatâs the matter? Donât you want to be with me?â
His demeanor had shifted entirely.
Gone was the toughness of last night, and the playful teasing he usually indulged in.
Now, he was exceptionally gentle.
Marcus was convinced of Melissaâs feelings for him.
Her responses during their intimate moments were telltale signs.
This was why he was patient with her.