Chapter 308
Rachel bit back her pain, barely daring to breathe. In a trembling voice, she asked cautiously, “Ms. Remar, did your hand pet hurti
Inside the clinic, the doctor stared at the thermometer’s reading, his face tightening. He hurriedly jumped up to prep the IV, muttering, “101 1 1 -10% keeps up, he’ll be delirious.”
Aria shot Owen a puzzled look, her brows furrowed. “What happened after that? Why did your fever shoot up so quickly?”
‘He’s not some pampered weakling–under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t spike a high fever this quickly. And normally, a high fever wouldn’t come on and persist this quickly, Aria thought.
Hearing this, Owen’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He swallowed hard without thinking, but his throat was bone–dry, as if it might catch fire. A nervous lump was stuck in his throat, refusing to go down no matter what.
Owen was wracked by a violent coughing fit.
Panicking inside, he desperately tried to suppress his cough, terrified it might give him away–but his body just wouldn’t listen to him.
With every cough, it felt like his throat was being scraped raw by sandpaper–it hurt like hell, which meant it must be inflamed.
Seeing this, Aria quickly fetched a glass of water and pressed it directly to Owen’s lips.
Owen instinctively opened his mouth and slowly tilted his head back, gulping down the entire glass of water in one go.
“Thanks,” Owen rasped, his voice barely more than a whisper.
The word he uttered was so hoarse, it was obvious he had a bad cold.
Just then, the doctor approached, and Aria quickly stepped aside to make room for him.
After carefully examining Owen, the doctor gestured toward the back of the clinic and said with a teasing smile, “Go ahead and help your boyfriend into the private room, will you?”
The clinic was spacious, with a rest area in the back.
At the word “boyfriend,” Owen’s expression shifted instantly. His gaze darted reflexively toward Aria, only to find her face an impassive mask, utterly unreadable.
Just as Aria was about to speak, Owen cut in, “We’re not officially dating yet.”
There was a world of difference between “not yet” and “not at all“.
Owen kept his eyes locked on the doctor as he spoke, enunciating the word “yet” with deliberate softness.
Aria hadn’t heard him; she simply helped Owen to his feet and led him toward the private room.
The doctor glanced at Owen, shaking his head with a wry smile. “Young people these days–even when pursuing someone they like, they’ve learned to play the sympathy card.”
With that, the doctor turned back to preparing the medication.
Aria helped Owen onto the bed. “It’s already eight–you haven’t had dinner yet. I’ll go get you something to eat.”
As she turned to leave, Owen caught her by the wrist. “Wait.”
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Chapter 308
Caught completely off guard, Arla hadn’t anticipated Owen would use so much force.
Her foot caught on something unseen, and she pitched forward.
Owen instinctively reached out and caught her.
Aria reached out to steady herself against the bedside, but when Owen suddenly pulled her into his arms, her flailing hand landed squarely on his tipic
Owen Shaw’s back went rigid, a jolt shooting
to his brain and leaving his mind blank. His eyes reflected her stunned face.
They were so close their gazes locked, and for a moment, their breaths tangled in the charged air between them.
The harsh fluorescent light washed over his face, bleaching his vision into a blank white void.
Owen struggled to catch the emotions in Aria’s eyes, but saw only a blur.
Aria, however, noticed every fleeting shift in his expression.
She noticed his pupils were fathomless, like bottomless abysses that could swallow her whole in an instant.
Even through the fabric of his pants, Aria could feel the scorching heat radiating from his thigh, sending an electric jolt straight to her core.
