Chapter 956 When She Saw Him, She Thought She Was Dreaming
Friday afternoon, Alexander left work early, grabbed his plane ticket, and headed straight to the airport.
How could anyone say he wasn't trying to surprise her?
Morning, in Elysium Country.
Victoria groggily opened her eyes and instinctively reached out to push the wall in front of her.
It was too hot.
She was already feeling unbearably hot.
"Tori?"
"No, I feel awful."
She felt the wall move closer to her and instinctively whimpered.
She had a fever.
Not long after she returned, her temperature spiked to 102 degrees Fahrenheit, and it had been on and off for a week.
Alexander's expression grew increasingly stern. He got out of bed to find a towel for a cold compress.
Victoria felt the coolness and finally quieted down.
Alexander later went out, "When did this start?"
Eve and Desiree stood by the door, glancing at him, not understanding his question.
"I'm asking when Mrs. Harrington's fever started."
Alexander's dissatisfaction was evident, but he kept his voice low.
After all, Victoria was still lying in bed, groggy.
"She had a fever since she came back, on and off."
Alexander was angry and quickly understood why she never answered his calls or answered them slowly.
He had thought she was deliberately keeping her distance from him, but it turned out she had a fever.
Suppressing his anger, he asked, "Did she go to the hospital?"
"Yes, there's nothing else wrong."
Eve kept her head down, scared.
Desiree didn't dare say a word.
Alexander returned to the room but went into the bathroom first.
When he came back and lay down next to Victoria, she didn't move away but instead snuggled up to him.
Alexander looked down at her fever-flushed face and couldn't help but plant a kiss on her forehead, then on her lips.
Too hot.
They had agreed to inform him of anything when he dropped her off at the airport, but she always forgot.
Victoria later whimpered in pain.
Alexander kissed the spot he had bitten and then held her in his arms.
When Victoria woke up again, it was past noon. Her head wasn't as hot as before, but she was still groggy and saw the person in front of her.
She looked at Alexander, trying to suppress her racing heart, feeling incredulous.
She must be delirious from the fever, right?
She just stared at him blankly. After a while, she slowly raised her hand to touch her forehead, then reached out to touch his face.
She thought she must still be dreaming. How could he be lying in her bed? He should be in Ankenra City. His warm face made it hard to distinguish reality from a dream.
Closing her eyes, she rested her head on his chest. The sound of his heartbeat pulled her back to consciousness.
Her hand gently touched his chest, and soon, her hand was held.
Her vision was a bit blurry, but she couldn't help but look up at him again.
Alexander's eyes slowly opened, looking at her with tenderness and concern. He lowered himself and kissed her lips again.
He felt that her lips and tongue weren't as hot as before, so she must be getting better.
He couldn't help but deepen the kiss. Victoria woke up, pushed against his chest, and hoarsely whispered, "Alexander?"
"It's me."
His hand gently stroked her hair, then he lowered his head to kiss her again.
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