Find Me In Your Labyrinth novel Chapter 408

Charlie turned around and saw Emily lost in thought. He glanced at the ceramic cup in his hand and finally realized he had taken her cup. He let out a reluctant apology, "This is your cup? Sorry, I'm kind of dizzy."

"Nah, no biggie!" Emily said breezily. "As long as you don't mind, go ahead and use it!"

She then turned and walked briskly to the kitchen, forgetting to ask what she intended to.

Charlie cleaned and disinfected the cup before putting it back in its place, worried that he might pass on his cold to Emily. He then went to sit on the sofa on the balcony, closed his eyes and enjoyed the cool breeze.

After an hour of preparing dinner, Emily called out to Charlie, but he didn't answer.

She saw his shadow on the balcony, walked over and found him asleep on the sofa.

It was chilly in early autumn. Emily closed the window before gently calling, "Charlie?"

"Charlie!"

"Hmm?" Charlie slowly opened his groggy eyes, looking at Emily before remembering where he was.

"Food's ready. Would you like to have it now?" Emily asked in a softer voice.

Charlie wanted to get up, but he felt so dizzy that he had to sit back down. He closed his eyes, realizing that he really had caught a cold.

Emily noticed that something was wrong with him and walked over to ask, "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"

Charlie leaned his head back on the sofa and asked with eyes closed, "Emily, can you fell my forehead? Do I have a fever?"

Emily's face turned serious as she kneeled down, put her hand on his forehead, and found it burning hot. She pulled her hand back, frowned, and said, "Yes, you have a fever."

Charlie's body was cold, but his head was hot. Emily's cool, soft touch almost made him sigh in comfort, but she quickly moved her hand away.

He suddenly felt empty inside and wanted to grab her hand and press it back on his forehead, never letting her go.