Chapter 581


    Chapter 581


    Cough, cough...


    The ck liquid dripped from the corner of her mouth onto her corbone, a stark contrast to her pale


    face.


    Weston grabbed some napkins and wiped her mouth, coaxing


    tenderly into her ear. “Be good, take some medicine so you‘ll feel better, all right?”


    He wasn‘t sure whether Ste heard his words, but she simply


    hummed in response and turned her face away.


    Weston fed her another spoonful.


    Ste‘s brows furrowed tightly in a sign of protest.


    Before she could swallow the medicine, she coughed persistently as if she had choked.


    Cough, cough, cough...


    Weston ced the bowl on the bedside table and patted her back gently. “Slow down.”


    A momentter, Ste recovered herself but remained semi-conscious.


    She shut her eyes and fell back asleep.


    Weston looked at her weak state and sighed helplessly.“ You really do know how to torture someone.”


    Ste wasn’tpletely knocked out and could hear what he said.


    She was caught in between a state


    of alertness and confusion, and she could even make out that familiar musk of his cologne.


    She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt like they‘d been nailed shut, and they were


    unable to open.


    It was like a nket of thick mist surrounded her; even if she managed to open her eyes, she wouldn‘t


    be able to see anything anyway.


    Her temperature was still high, and Weston had to get Joan to fill another basin of water to clean


    up the medicine residue on her body and fetch another dose of medicine.


    “Those with high fever may not be able to drink anything ...” Joan reminded.


    “We might need to give. Ms. Steele an injectionter.”


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    Weston’s brows furrowed upon seeing Ste shudder subconsciously at the mention of the


    word “injection.”


    She feared needles.


    He made this discovery long ago when Ste donated her blood to Guinevere.


    “Give her the medicine first,” he said.


    “But she might refuse it entirely….” Joan hesitated. “She spat it all out.”


    Weston didn‘t say anything further as he simply stared at Ste, who was sound asleep.


    He picked up the bowl, took a spoonful of the medicine, and covered her lips with his.


    Ste wasn‘t conscious and therefore did not have her guard up against him.


    Weston pried her mouth open and fed the medicine to her through his mouth.


    Bitterness filled her entire mouth.


    Ste furrowed her brows, but before she could react to what was happening, she


    felt an inexplicable force sending the medicine into her throat.


    The warmth swept past her throat so swiftly that she was forced to swallow it down.


    Cough, cough… Cough, cough, cough...


    She began coughing again, but thankfully, she did not spit out the medicine this time.


    Weston saw that the method worked and fed her the rest of the medicine with his mouth.


    Joan immediately turned around and left the room without a word.


    Although an elderly woman, she wasn‘t exactly traditional or conservative.


    “Mr. Ford and Ms. Steele share such a great rtionship ...” shemented as she left the bedroom and s


    The two of them were left alone inside.


    After feeding her thest mouthful , Weston ced the bowl on the bedside table.


    The moment he turned back, he saw Ste with her eyes open. He had no idea when she’d woken up.


    Her eyes were bright as they stared right at him as ifpondering over something. Ste had a pair of


    beautiful eyes, bright and crystal clear.


    Coupled with the dazed look on her face, it made one yearn to dote on her and love her.


    Weston‘s heart trembled as a ridiculous idea popped into his mind.