Chapter 1811

Karina had no idea why the association would send her such a letter. The invitation at the end even encouraged her to visit them in person.

But instead of feeling flattered, her first thought was suspicion. Was this truly an act of goodwill, or was there something more behind it? Were they targeting her or perhaps Wilfred?

Yvette noticed Karina's lack of enthusiasm and tried to persuade her. "You're not planning to go? This is an invitation from the association! For newcomers like us, meeting any of those big names is practically impossible. "If you join, everything could change."

Karina shook her head firmly. "I'm not interested at the moment."

"But what about finding a mentor..."

"I'll figure something out," Karina replied calmly. "Thanks for your concern, but please don't try to convince me. I don't have a good impression of the association, and I won't be joining."

Her tone left no room for further discussion.

Yvette wanted Karina to join out of genuine concern, hoping it would help her career. But seeing Karina's determination, she decided not to press further.

Karina appreciated her understanding and it warmed her heart. But that lingering worry about the association stayed with her.

Wilfred was scheduled to leave for Birkham tomorrow. Karina decided to visit his place to share her concerns, believing they could come up with a better solution together. However, she didn't expect to find out that Wilfred was sick.

When the housekeeper told her, she froze in disbelief. "Sick? How is that possible? He was fine before..."

She couldn't imagine someone like Wilfred-so composed and seemingly invincible-falling ill.

The housekeeper sighed. "He's unwell, and it's quite serious. This morning, we discovered he has acute gastroenteritis, and it caused a fever. The family doctor just left. "He's resting in the second-floor bedroom now."

Karina's chest tightened. She

realized she had been seeing Wilfred as almost superhuman, forgetting he was, after all, just a regular person who could also get angry,

upset or sick.

The thought brought her back to reality. "Acute gastroenteritis? I don't recall him mentioning any issues like that. Did he eat something bad?"

"It seems so. Last night, I made baked rice with sausage. Oh, it must have been the sausage! His digestion is already sensitive. I should've known better!"

Hearing this, Karina couldn't stand still any longer. She quickly told the housekeeper, "I'm going upstairs to check on him."

"Miss, you can't just "

The housekeeper's voice trailed off as Karina was already rushing up the stairs.

When she reached the bedroom, she didn't see a bedridden Wilfred as she had expected. Instead, he was seated at his desk, wearing glasses, engrossed in a book. He looked composed, almost like his usual self.

But as she got closer, she noticed what was different. Normally, Wilfred would sense her presence from several feet away. Yet today she was nearly standing in front of him before he realized she was

there. .

Wilfred coughed lightly, his fist pressed to his lips. His usually sharp features were tinged with a faint redness, making him finally look like someone who was sick.

Karina snatched the book out of his hands, her frustration spilling over. "You shouldn't be reading in this condition!"

Wilfred looked up, surprised. His gaze lingered on her for a moment before he asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I had something to discuss, but that can wait. Your health comes first."

Her concern deepened as she spoke. "Gastroenteritis and a fever aren't minor issues. You shouldn't push yourself."

She frowned, her tone rising. "You're so good at lecturing me about taking care of myself, but when it comes to

you, you don't even follow bes to

medical advice!”