Nicole was just about to rest when she received Toto’s call.
She panicked, took her keys, and ran out.
Nicole felt guilty when she thought about Eric limping. If his leg could never recover because of her, she was afraid that she would owe him for the rest of her life.
Luca drove, so the twenty-minute journey only took ten minutes.
They arrived at Imperial Gardens in a flash.
As soon as Nicole went in, Toto greeted her in a panic.
"Ms. Stanton, Mr. Ferguson fell down the stairs. He has a fever and is now unconscious!"
Nicole knitted her brows. Her heart thumped when she heard this.
"Did you call a doctor?"
Toto froze and immediately spoke.
"Yes... The doctor got into an accident on the way, so he'll be delayed for a while."
Nicole went to Eric’s room and saw the man lying on the bed. His face was pale with beads of sweat on his forehead. He really looked like he had a fever.
The husky circled the bed and chewed on his cane on the side.
Nicole frowned. 'How did he get a fever from a fall?
Was it so serious?’
Toto was very anxious and antsy.
"Ms. Stanton, what should we do? Mr. Ferguson can only be assured with you, so you can't leave now..."
Nicole reached out. As soon as she touched his forehead, a large hand clutched her wrist.
Eric opened his eyes, which were dark and deep with a hint of weakness.
He seemed a little fragile and confused, but his grip was strong.
Nicole could not break free.
She frowned.
"Nicole, you still care about me, don’t you?"
His voice was hoarse, weak, and expectant.
Nicole looked at him calmly.
"I'm responsible for your leg injury and so I won't sit idly by."
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