Chapter 488


    Her head spun as the car rocked back and forth, and she started to feel sick as if the air had been


    drawn out of her lungs. Hence, she had to keep her eyes closed lest she started vomiting.


    Shane peered at her with the corners of his eyes and noticed that the woman had already fallen into a


    deep slumber. Subconsciously, the man went easier on the elerator so that the car did not rock as


    much.


    She''s going to sleep better this way.


    It normally took them an hour to get back to the vi, but Shane had slowed down for Natalie, and the


    trip ended up taking an hour and a half.


    Mrs. Wilson was still up by then. Noticing the humming of engine, the woman took along two umbres


    to wee the two back home.


    “Sir, wee home.” Shane stopped the car at the vi entrance. Mrs. Wilson followed suit and put the


    umbre over his head.


    Shane nodded to acknowledge the woman, and made his way over to the passenger seat.


    Mrs. Wilson trailed behind him to hold out an umbre over his head.


    Shane opened the door to the passenger seat and nudged at Natalie''s shoulders and said, “Wake up,


    we''re home.”


    Natalie did not respond as she was still deep in slumber.


    The man furrowed his brows.


    Mr. Wilson then said, “Sir, I think something''s off with Ms. Smith''splexion. Why is her face so red?


    Does she have a fever?”


    A fever?


    Shane''s face tensed at the mention of fever, and hurriedly put his hands on her forehead to feel her


    temperature.


    Oh no, she''s really running a high fever.


    Natalie''s face was crimson red. It was apparent that the woman had caught a cold from waiting for him


    in the rain.


    “Sir, what is wrong with Ms. Smith?” Mrs. Wilson asked worriedly.


    Shane retracted his hands and said grimly, “She''s running a high fever.”


    “So she''s really down with a fever!” Mrs. Wilson sighed.


    He crouched down to carry Natalie out of the car as he headed toward the vi entrance.


    Mrs. Wilson held out an umbre for the two as she hurriedly followed along.


    After getting into the vi, Shane carried her straightaway to the master bedroom on the third floor,


    which was his room. Then, he turned around and ordered Mrs. Wilson, “Call a doctor toe over right


    away.”


    “Okay,” Mrs. Wilson nodded and took out a phone to call a doctor.


    Shane did not just stand idly by as he waited. He took out a set of clothes from his closet and changed


    her clothes.


    Then, he made his way to the bathroom to get a wet towel to put it on her forehead.


    The doctor arrived after he was done with the sponging.


    Shane stood by the bed, staring intently as the doctor diagnosed Natalie.


    “How is she?” Shane''s fists were clenched tight out of worry.


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    The doctor opened his first-aid kit and said, “She''s fine. She''s gotten a fever because she''s been too


    tiredtely, on top of getting caught up in the rain. Don''t worry, she''s going to be fine after a jab and a


    good night''s rest.”


    The strings tugged at his heart finally eased after listening to the doctor, and he rxed his clenched


    fists.


    The doctor left after giving Natalie an injection.


    With the weight off his shoulders, Shane finally had the time to take a shower and change out of his


    clothes.


    Shane had a ck bathrobe wrapped around his body when he came out of the shower. Mrs. Wilson


    brought over a cup of hot beverage and made her way into the room, “Sir, have a cup of hot toddy so


    that you don''t catch a cold.”


    Shane was reluctant to drink it at first but did not send her away. He draped the towel over his neck and


    took over the cup and drank it all in one go.


    After finishing the hot drink, he turned around and asked, “Where is Sharon and Connor?”


    “They''re already asleep,” Mrs. Wilson said as she took over the empty cup.


    Shane nodded and said, “It''s alreadyte. Take a good rest, Mrs. Wilson.”


    “Alright sir, you have a good rest too.” Mrs. Wilson nodded before turning around to leave.


    Shane closed the door behind him and took the towel draped around his neck to continue drying his


    hair. He tossed the towel to a sofa aside after his hair was half dry. Shane made his way over to the


    bed and hugged Natalie to sleep.