The nurse came in to check Amanda's temperature, 38.5 degrees, indeed she was still feverish. Amanda was pressed down by Evan Willow, forced to stay under the covers. Looking at the man's tender expression coupled with his slightly domineering action, Amanda felt nothing but a helpless sense of being deeply moved.
To have such a friend was truly a blessing in this and past lives.
"Evan, I..."
Her words had not yet left her mouth when the door, just closed by the nurse, suddenly swung open again.
She turned to look, and when she saw the man standing at the door, the smile on her face instantly froze.
It was Samuel Johnson.
She instantly closed her mouth, looking at the man at the door with some surprise.
He was holding a thermos, and this posture seemed much like he was here to visit her.
This guess sent an unexpected thrill through her heart.