Chapter 72
Ethan reached out to touch her forehead, but she dodged his move. “Mr. Miller, please don’t cross the line.”
“I just wanted to know if you’re still running a fever,” he explained.
To that, she flashed a caustic smile. “Don’t you think you’re quite ridiculous? You were the one who tied me up under the cold shower. You’re not a three–year–old–you knew the consequences, so why did you act like you cared after I caught a fever?”
“I didn’t know you were weak. And I didn’t know you’d be in critical condition after getting a fever.”
Her smile widened. “Does that matter? Plus, we are divorced, but you keep acting like you are in love with me. That’s sickening.”
She had no idea why Connor was in her room, but she lanew that it wouldn’t be wise to have him stay around her.
Now that she was back to herself, she gently pulled Connor away from her. She then tossed the blanket aside and took out the IV drip needle from the back of her hand.
Droplets of blood trickled down the tiny wound, but she did not wince nor take a look at it.
“You …”
Still feeble, she slowly got out of bed with a determined look in her eyes.
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