She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 785:

“Then why do you have a fever?”

“I don’t know…”

Freya could only wait for the doctor to arrive. Even after giving him medicine for the fever, his temperature refused to drop.

She mentally retraced yesterday’s events, but no explanation surfaced for why he had fallen ill. He’d always been healthy. Had his previous fevers chipped away at his immunity?

“Freya…” Kristian’s fingers tightened again, unwilling to let her go.

She turned her gaze to him. “What is it?”

“Will you promise not to leave me?” he asked quietly, his pallor tugging at her heart.

“I’m right here; I won’t leave your side,” Freya said softly. “Just rest. No more talking.”

Kristian felt utterly uncomfortable, his body aching all over. But he didn’t say anything else. With Freya near, it was somehow bearable.

Twenty minutes later, Ellis knocked and stepped in. Spotting Kristian still in bed, he arched a brow and turned to Freya. “When are we going to see Lawrence?”

“Later,” she replied, casting a glance at Kristian. “He’s running a fever. We’ll wait until it breaks and he’s better.”noveldrama

“A fever?” Ellis looked at Kristian, suspicion flickering across his features.

Doubt rose immediately.

He walked over and placed his hand on Kristian’s forehead. It was unmistakably hot.

He checked again, feeling the heat. So Kristian wasn’t faking? Though Kristian’s eyes remained shut, he could feel Ellis’s skepticism and had gone out of his way to ensure his fever was genuine.

gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰𝗈n – 𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖛𝓲𝖊𝖗𝓽

“Should we take him to the hospital?”

“No need. I’ve already called a doctor.”

Ellis exhaled in relief at that.

Soon, the doctor arrived, examined Kristian, and set up an IV drip. Freya stepped into the living room with Ellis while the doctor got to work.

“How did he get sick?” Ellis asked, sensing something odd behind the illness.

“I don’t know.” Freya sifted through the memory of yesterday. With Gerard’s usual caution, Kristian shouldn’t have caught a chill.

“When he’s better, talk to Lawrence,” Ellis said. “There’s something off about Kristian’s condition.”

Freya hesitated. “What do you mean?”

“I’m not sure,” Ellis chose his words carefully. “But he’s seemed different since last night. Like he’s grown up a little.”

“You mean mentally?” Freya asked.

“Something like that,” Ellis replied slowly. “But talk to Lawrence. He’ll know.”

Freya tried to recall anything useful but grew frustrated at her own limited understanding of mental development.

After a moment’s thought, she called Gerard.

He had been with Kristian yesterday and had also seen Lawrence. Knowing Lawrence, there was always a chance he’d examined Kristian without asking.

She waited, thoughts churning, until Gerard picked up.

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