Never See You Again

"Here you go."

Zayla placed a basin of cold water and two towels beside Zion. Zion deftly soaked the towels, wrung them out, and then laid them on Maeve's forehead before covering her with a blanket.

will it take for the doctor to arrive?!

"How long w

"He should be here in about ten minutes

"Get a thermometer." Zion glanced at Maeve, whose face twisted in pain as she lay on the bed with her eyes closed. He frowned. "And grab some painkillers too."

"Alright. I'll get them now," Zayla said before leaving the room.

Zion wiped Mauve's face gently. He wasn't sure how much discomfort women typically had to endure while having a fever, but seeing Maeve's distressed expression, he knew that she was having a tough time..

"My child. Maeve murmured in her sleep.

In her dream, she was trapped in an operating room, surrounded by blood. She was wearing a white dress as she desperately banged her fists. on the door.

"Save the child... Sergio, save the child!"

The door suddenly opened, revealing Sergio Brooks, who had a dark, menacing expression on his face. He reached out and strangled Maeve by the neck "Maeve, you don't deserve to bear my ch

my child! Die!!!

"My child!" Maeve startled awake. A sharp sting in her arm drew her attention to a doctor who was administering an IV drip.

"It's just a fever. It's nothing serious..."

"Nothing serious?" Zion's voice was cold as he glanced at the doctor.

The doctor nervously changed his assessment. "Ms. Scott is overworked. She's lacking proper rest and 1RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

ad has suffered a huge shock today. "She's caught a cold and has also sustained a bruise to the back of her head. It's quite serious! She needs adequate rest." With the doctor's revised assessment, Zion nodded in satisfaction. "Get the prescription ready."

"Yes, Mr. Spencer."

As the doctor left, Maeve said, "The doctor said that it's nothing serious. Why did you pressure him to change his diagnosis?"

"You just fainted, but he still claims that it's nothing serious. Clearly, he's incompetent. Tomorrow, I'll have Charlie contact a better doctor."

"I'm fine. It's just a fever." Maeve looked at Zayla beside her and asked, "It's not a high-grade fever, right?"

Zayla nodded. She was about to respond but was silenced by a glance from Zion.

"Regardless of how high your temperature is, this can't be overlooked. Don't worry about other things. I'll inform you when there are any updates."

"But

"Once you've recovered, you can deal with it."

"Zion-"

"I'm sure Ms. Bellingham also agrees." After saying that, Zion looked at Zayla.

Zayla had no choice but to nod and say, "Yes, Ms. Scott. You're sick, so you shouldn't worry about what's p

going

on out there.

"I'll inform you immediately once we have news about Mr. James. And if Mr. Scott wakes up, I'll also notify you as soon as possible"

"See? That's two against one. Take a good rest. You're not allowed to go anywhere." Zion tucked Maeve in tighter as he said softly, "I'll handle everything else." Zion slowly left the room as Maeve drifted back to sleep.