Back in the room, Clara wanted to cover him with a blanket, but what he said before came to mind again, “You still care about me, right?”
Putting the blanket back where it was, Clara closed the door and went to sleep. Forget it, mind your own business, lest you be misunderstood again.
She tossed and turned on the bed, but she couldn’t fall asleep. The images of Horace blocking water for her during the day kept appearing in her mind.
Clara then sat up, picked up the blanket beside her, opened the door, and went to the living room. Just consider it as a repayment, otherwise, if he catches a cold, it is her fault.
Turning on the lights in the living room, Clara found that Horace was curled up on the sofa and fell asleep. When she was going to cover him with the blanket, she found that his hair was still wet, and his face was flushed with abnormal red.
She put her hand on his forehead hesitantly and felt the heat from her hand. He actually had a fever!
Clara panicked. It was so hot and he had to take medicine. Otherwise, he may be down with that.
Thinking of this, Clara hurriedly dug out his phone to call Isaac and ask him if he had any medicine for colds and fever, but his phone was locked.
Clara tried to enter his birthday, but was prompted incorrectly; she tried the birthday of Russell again, but it was still wrong.
She just wanted to throw the phone at him. Why did he set a password? There must have been something shady on his phone.
Clara entered her birthday as a try, but the phone was unlocked.
This really touched her heart. Did he still remember her birthday?
Clara found Isaac’s number and dialed it, and it went through quickly. Isaac’s voice came over the phone, “Sir, what’s wrong?”
“Isaac, it’s me, Clara. Horace has a fever. Do you have any medicine for colds and fever?” Clara asked anxiously.
“Yes, wait a minute. I’ll send the medicine right away.” Isaac’s voice was also a little anxious.
“Okay, hurry up, he has a severe fever.”
After hanging up the phone, Clara ran to the bathroom to get a dry towel and wiped his dripping hair.
Didn’t he know that he was not feeling well? He fell asleep on the sofa without even drying his hair. While Clara was wiping his hair, she thought angrily.
When she was about to get a hairdryer to dry his hair, she heard a knock on the door. “It’s me, Isaac.”
Clara strode to open the door and saw Isaac standing outside the door holding the medicine, “Come in.”
“Miss, is he ok?” Isaac asked worriedly when he saw Horace frowning on the sofa.
“He must have caught a cold because of the event today. Give him some medicine first. If he still has the fever tomorrow, take him to the hospital.” Clara read the instructions carefully after taking the medicine.
“Mr. Kirkland had stayed up for several nights for work and went on the trip without a break. His body couldn’t take it anymore. Please take care of him tonight. If he still has a fever tomorrow morning, please call me immediately and I’ll take him to the hospital.” Isaac said.
Hearing that Horace had not had a good rest for several days, Clara felt a little distressed. “I see. I’ll take good care of him.”
“Thank you.” Isaac turned around and walked out of the room.
Then Clara found the hairdryer in the room. She planned to dry his hair before he woke up, and then wake him up to take medicine.
After testing the temperature of the wind with her hands, Clara gently dried his hair, but suddenly remembered that he had dried her hair before.
At that time, he said that he would help her dry her hair for a lifetime. For a lifetime, he said that so easily.
Clara felt a little sad and got distracted. Then she accidentally woke him up. Seeing Horace open his eyes, Clara got a little flustered, but she quickly calmed down.
Horace was very moved when he realized she was drying his hair. He grabbed her hand and said affectionately, “Clara, you…”
“Don’t take it too personally.” Clara broke free and said in a cold tone, “You have a fever. I just don’t want you to get worse.”
“Thank you,” Horace said weakly.
Clara stopped talking and continued to blow his hair. She was very gentle with his hair, unlike her cold tone.
When she finished, she turned off the hair dryer, got up, and went to the water dispenser to pick up a glass of warm water. Then she handed it to him together with the prepared medicine for him.
“Isaac brought the medicine just now. Take the medicine first, then go to the bedroom to sleep. I’ll sleep on the sofa in the living room today.”
“No need to do that.” Horace took the medicine from her hand, “I am better now. You should sleep in the bedroom. I’ll be okay sleeping here.”
“For God’s sake, just take your body seriously for once!” Clara suddenly lost his temper, “If it wasn’t for the sake of blocking the water for me today, I wouldn’t be willing to take care of you! Hurry up and take the medicine, then go to the bedroom to sleep!”
This was the first time he heard her speak to him in a commanding tone. Although her tone was not kind, he could still hear the concern.
“Okay, don’t be angry, I promise you, I’ll go to the bedroom to sleep after taking the medicine.” Knowing that Clara was worried about him, Horace didn’t want to spoil her kindness.
Seeing that Horace had taken the medicine, Clara drove him to the bedroom to sleep and then lay down on the sofa hoping that when she woke up the next morning, his fever would be gone.
Although Clara was not short, she was very thin, so the sofa was spacious for her and she did not feel uncomfortable sleeping on it.
The night slowly passed and a new day came.
When she woke up, Clara felt a long-lost satisfaction. Since she went to US five years ago, she has suffered from insomnia. She couldn’t sleep all night and even when she fell asleep, a very slight noise could easily wake her up.
But yesterday she slept very well. When she woke up, she felt full of energy and her head didn’t have the usual pain.
Opening her eyes with a smile, Clara’s pupils suddenly dilated, because she saw Horace was sleeping right in front of her, so close at hand.
Why was he here!