Chapter 582
Ste approached and touched his forehead. It was burning hot and both his hair and pillow were wet.
She frowned, ''He sleeps with his hair wetst night?''
Ste then opened up the curtains for some air and called, "rence, can you hear me? Wake up, I''ll
send you to the hospital."
He didn''t reply but held her hand.
Ste couldn''t struggle free from his grip, ''He is sick, where does his energye from?'' She thought.
His condition didn''t allow her to send him to the hospital.
Ste reached for her mobile in her bag and called Nathan, "rence is having a high fever now,e
and send him to the hospital if your meeting is done, I can''t manage by myself."
Nathan lowered his voice, "I need to stay till night here, I will send Mr. Conrad''s doctor over, in the
meantime, please take good care of him."
Nathan ended the call right away, leaving no room for Ste to reject.
Ste was at loss for words.
Since when did she agree to take care of him?
She let out a long sigh, set her mobile aside, took out some tissues in her bag, and began wiping off
the sweats on his forehead, mumbling, "Of course you will get a fever sleeping with wet hair like this."
She then put her hands under the nket once she finished wiping his sweats.
Indeed, his clothes and bedsheet were wet by his sweats too.
Ste called him once again, "rence, can you wake up? Go to rest on the sofa while I change your
bedsheet."
rence''s eyebrows moved and slowly opened his eyes.
Ste waved her hand before his eyes, "Can you hear me?"
rence opened his lips and asked in a husky voice, "Why are you here?"
Ste remained calm and used his favorite excuse, "Passing by."
She continued after a pause, "The doctor will be here soon, go to the sofa while I…"
"I''m too weak." rence closed his eyes again.
"I''m giving you a hand here,e on, move, don''t just lie there."
Ste tried pulling him up with both hands, ''Never thought that this wretched man is so heavy.''
When she was pulling him in full force, he suddenly pulled back and Ste, who wasn''t prepared, was
pulled forward and fell onto his chest.
She wanted to get up but rence pushed her down with his hands on her waist, pressing her body
against his.
Ste clenched her teeth, "Didn''t you say you are weak?"
"It doesn''t need much energy doing this."
"Let go of me," Ste said.
"I''m sick, be merciful."
"You do realize you are sick, so behave."
rence opened his eyes slowly and met her gaze, "I''m afraid you will go away if I let go."
Ste was speechless. There was no need to act pitiful.
She sighed lightly, "I''m not going away, I just want to change your bedsheet. Stay still if you are too
weak to move, I will have Nathan over to…"
Ste felt the arms on her waist were gone soon as she finished.
She then sat up straight. What happened just now made her sweat and tired.
rence sat up and bent his legs slowly, "I''m dizzy," he said softly.
"There is nothing I can do," Ste said.
She then turned to get changing bedsheet but rence grabbed her hand again.
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"You promise you won''t go away."
"I…" Ste was helpless.
She looked at him, "Can you walk?"
"No."
Ste stretched her arms to pull him up, "I will help you up."
rence stood up holding her hands.
Ste let out a sigh of relief but he put his arm on her shoulder and leaned onto her body the next
second.
Without letting her spoke, rence said, "Thank you, I feel dizzy the moment I stand up."
Ste became speechless once again.
She had finally managed to move rence to the sofa, Ste then removed the bedsheet in the
bedroom.
She turned and looked at the man on the sofa who was covering his eyes single-handedly. She then
took a pair of clean clothes to him, “Have some rest and change your clothes.”
rence replied with “Hmm” without moving.
Ste couldn’t find any clean bedsheet in his cupboard, so she went back to her ce to get the new
bedsheet she bought earlier.
She saw rence sat on the sofa half-naked, looking nk and lost the moment she returned to the
bedroom.
“What kind of fashion is this?” Ste asked, slightly annoyed.
rence looked up, “I thought you left me,” he said with a husky voice.
Ste took a deep breath, “I went to get a new bedsheet, change your clothes now.”
rence frowned, “Dirty.”
Ste recalled that this wretched man was super hygienic. There were sweats all over his body and it
was hard to get him changed into clean clothes without a shower.
Ste wanted to say something but stopped when she saw the white gauze wrapping his wound on his
arm already turned reddish.
She turned away without a word and came back with a basin of water.
Ste put the water on the coffee table and handed him a towel she squeezed.
rence nced at it and then shut his eyes without taking it.
Ste, “Didn’t you say your body is dirty? Wipe off the sweats and put on some clothes, do you want
your fever to worsen?”
“I can’t move, I feel weak,” he continued, “Do whatever you like and leave me to die alone. Someone
might discover and send me to the hospital if I’m lucky enough, otherwise, I will just die. I am a
misfortune guy anyway, my wife and son left me.”
Ste wanted to throw the towel on his face.
He did wrong but put on a pitiful victim face.
Ste approached him and begun wiping his neck as she warned, “Don’t move and shut up.”
rence listened to her. He did not say anything after that.
Ste avoided his injured part and wiped his body roughly. She was tired, soaked in sweat, and put
down the towel, “It’s done, put on your clothes.”
rence opened his eyes, “It’s done just like this?”
“What else do you want?”
“What about pants?”
Ste turned and gave him a fierce stared.
This wretched man was asking too much.
rence noticed that and said, “I can do the remaining myself.”
Ste ignored him and went to change the bedsheet.
rence had finished changing his pants and was approaching her as she was done with the
bedsheet.
The doorbell rang at this moment.
Ste put the dirty bedsheet in the washing machine, “The doctor is here, go lie down, I’ll get the door.”
rence looked at her back, with his brows lifted, smiling.