“No. Miss Kurt didn’t want me to send her off,” Shirley replied.


    “Jesslyn is my father’s friend’s daughter. Her parents got into a car crash and passed away when she


    was young, so my family took her in. I’ve always treated her like a younger sister,” Zacharias exined


    while looking into her eyes.


    “I see,’ she replied with a nod.


    “What do you see?” he asked with his gaze narrowed. He wanted her to rify herself. “Well, I don’t


    care about your rtionship with Miss Kurt. You don’t have to exin anything to me,” Shirley replied.


    Zacharias was momentarily taken aback but then let out a soft scoff. “Of course, I have to exin


    things to you.”


    “No. You don’t,” she rebutted, “We’ve kissed each other, after all,” he stated hesitantly. Shirley


    corrected him in a rather hostile tone. “That was forced. I didn’t consent to it,” she replied.


    Zacharias raised his eyebrows and confidently countered, “We still kissed.”


    The room started to feel warmer as she bit her bottom lip, gazing at him. “I’m going to get dinner,” she


    said after a while.


    “I’ll go with you.” After finishing his sentence, he threw the sheets aside and tried to get out of bed.


    Shirley quickly stopped Zacharias when she saw how careless he was with his injuries. “You’re not


    supposed to get out of bed when you’re in this condition.”


    “You can bring our dinner into the room, then. I want you to eat with me,” he said. He wouldn’t have


    much appetite if he had to eat alone.


    “Fine. I’ll bring your food over.” She had no choice but to obey him. She headed to the dining area.


    Even though it was just catered food, they had a surprisingly wide variety of options. She got a meal for


    the man before she brought it to his room. Then, she set up the overbed table and ced the food


    before sitting beside him.


    While Zacharias had his meal, he asionally stole nces at Shirley. She eventually got rather


    annoyed at his sneaky actions and red back at him. Soon enough, he finished his meal. She cleared


    the table and brought the empty tes out. After returning to the room, she found the doctor checking


    Zacharias’ temperature. The man seemed to be burning up again.


    “You should pay attention to your temperature, Mr. Flintstone. You have to let me know if you realize


    you’re getting feverish again,” the doctor said.


    “Okay,” Zacharias replied with a nod. After the doctor left, Shirley held her palm out to feel the man’s


    forehead. He was indeed warmer than before.


    At that moment, Freddie knocked on the door before rushing in. “Mr. Flintstone, there’s an important


    interview that you have to show up for tonight. I’m afraid the public might suspect something if you


    don’t.”


    She stepped back as Freddie pulled an iPad to show Zacharias what he meant. There was an


    international news report that had Zacharias’ name in it. Someone raised their suspicions about him


    being in an ident, so he had to show up to dispute the rumors.


    Zacharias knitted his brows after reading the report.


    “It looks like someone is forcing you to show yourself,” Freddiemented.


    “Take me to my office, Zacharias muttered in a deep voice.


    “We only have half an hour until the nightly news stream. Will we have time?” Freddie asked.


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    “We’ll have to hurry,” Zacharias replied.


    “Miss Lloyd, we’re rushing to head back to the office. You’ll have to arrange for the staff members to get


    us there,” Freddie uttered as he turned to look at Shirley.


    “But… he’s having a fever,” she replied worriedly. She knew Zacharias wasn’t supposed to leave the


    hospital when he was in such a state.


    “That doesn’t matter. Let’s go.” Upon finishing his words, Zacharias pulled the sheets aside and looked


    at her. “Bring my clothes over.” Shirley pulled a set of clothes from the wardrobe, and he ordered


    everyone to leave the room


    “Your shoulder is injured, so you’ll need help to get dressed. Please help Mr. Flintstone, Mr. Hurst,” she


    uttered.


    Freddie was d to help, but Zacharias stopped him before he could do anything. “Freddie can leave. I


    want you to stay,” Zacharias told her.


    Shirley eyed Zacharias speechlessly. Freddie was a quick-witted man-he hurried out of the room


    without having to be told twice.


    Zacharias already had his cks in his hands by then, so she hastily turned around. She could feel her


    heart pounding as she heard the sound of the man putting on his pants. This was soon followed by the


    sound of his belt.


    “Turn around,” he ordered.


    Shirley did as she was told and walked over to help Zacharias remove his shirt. Both his wounds were


    fresh, and they seemed like they would reopen if he made anyrge gestures. His condition would


    certainly worsen if his wounds were to be torn open.