Chapter 25: Weak Condition
William leaves as soon as he's done drinking the tea.
He can feel Aaron's impatience from the way he keeps looking at his watch.
Aaron wants to go back to his room and take care of Katrina. He definitely doesn't have time to drink tea with William in the living room.
After William leaves, Aaron returns to the room. He instantly frowns when he notices Katrina's frail and gaunt face from the illness.
To prevent any emergency at night, Aaron decides to stay with her all evening. After taking a bath, he lifts the quilt and goes to bed.
Katrina's forehead is hot because of the illness, but she's shivering from the cold despite being covered in a blanket.
Seeing her shivering, Aaron holds her in his arms. He warms her small figure with his body temperature.
As a result, the faint fragrance of her body pours into his nose, giving him an indescribable feeling of joy.
Through her hazy mind, Katrina feels like a furnace is near her. She snuggles closer for more warmth. Her soft body rubs desperately against his arms, her delicate face pressing against his bare chest.
Aaron just wants to sleep peacefully, holding her in his arms, but now, Katrina is rubbing against him restlessly.
Because of Aaron's unspeakable desire for Katrina's body, his body reacts shamefully, and he quickly becomes erect.
He holds Katrina's head and says in a deep voice, "Don't test me, woman!"
If she goes on like this, he's not sure if he can control himself from doing something inappropriate to her.
But Katrina is completely unconscious. Instead, she leans a little closer to his chest, and her thighs inadvertently rub against him.
When Aaron feels her soft skin, an electric current spark in his brain, his throat tightens as if the fire is burning within his body.
Aaron looks intently at the girl in his arms. He's very anxious to make her pay for what she did…
But seeing her slightly morbid face, he can't allow himself to be so cruel.
When he can't take it anymore, Aaron curses lowly and gets up to take a cold shower.
For the first time, Aaron feels depressed. As a man who's always been strong and resolute, he's never compromised so easily.
After being teased and aroused by a woman, he feels wronged into taking a cold shower because of her.
This damned woman! As a result of her illness, he lets her off the hook. He'll have to get back at her another time.
In addition to taking Katrina's temperature every other hour, her restless movements don't allow Aaron to sleep well all night.
Fortunately, her body temperature returned to normal the next morning. Aaron's efforts the whole evening were not in vain.
He never thought he'd stay up all night looking after a woman. This is the first time for him to take care of someone.
When Aaron gets up, Katrina still hasn't woken up yet.
Aaron goes straight to the kitchen and personally cooks a soft and plain congee.
Katrina didn't eat much yesterday and fell ill afterward. When she wakes up, she needs to take something plain to nourish the stomach and restore her strength for her to recover quickly.
Outside the villa, the two heelers are still kneeling in the yard. The rain has stopped earlier. For the strong men, being exposed to the rain was nothing to them.
But after kneeling all night, they're inevitably tired, and their knees are numb.
They don't know how Katrina is doing, and they don't dare ask Aaron for mercy. They'd better keep kneeling until she is well.
"Mr. Wilson, it's time to go to work."
As Aaron waits for the porridge to get ready, another heeler comes over and bows.
Although he knows Aaron is very worried about Katrina's health, Aaron always works hard. It's his duty to remind Aaron of his work.
Aaron responds without lifting his head. "Put off the important work until tomorrow. Have the assistant handle trivial matters."
The heeler is stunned for a moment. But he quickly lowers his head and says, "Yes, I'll get to it immediately."
Mr. Wilson is willing to put off all his work for the woman… Mr. Wilson clearly cares about her.
Even Mr. Wilson's father has never tasted porridge cooked by him, but Mr. Wilson is willing to cook for her.
When the porridge is ready, Aaron goes back to the room.
Since Katrina is sleeping in bed, he sits on the leather couch with his laptop. He accompanies her as he goes through his emails.
Katrina's fingertips move slightly. Waking up slowly, she frowns.
She moves her head and feels a faint headache, and her nose is a little stuffy. Her whole body is weak, and she has no strength. She's sick!
Where am I? What happened to me? What's wrong with me?
As Katrina gathers her thoughts, Aaron senses the movement in bed from the couch. "Awake?"
He puts his laptop aside and uses the house phone to ask the healer to bring in the porridge he just cooked.
Katrina is stunned to hear Aaron's sudden voice.
Because of her weak condition, she responds slowly.
Aaron walks up to Katrina and immediately arrives at her bedside.
He touches her forehead before taking her temperature, making certain her temperature is normal.
It's at this moment that Katrina recalls what happened yesterday.
Yesterday, Aaron brutally locked her up on the balcony and left her there. It rained heavily, and she was drenched in the rain, shivering in the cold.
Katrina doesn't know when she lost consciousness, but during the desperate and wretched situation, she thought she was going to die.
As soon as she opens her eyes, she sees the person responsible for imprisoning and mistreating her in front of her. How could Katrina not get angry? How could she not hate him?
Originally a little confused, her eyes suddenly turn resentful, burning with a flame that can crush him.
Katrina waves her weak arm and hits the hand on her forehead. "Don't touch me!"
She looks like a weak and angry cat.
Just then, the heeler knocks at the door and comes in with the porridge.
Aaron takes the bowl and sits on the chair next to the bed. He ignores her resentful glare and says calmly, "Now that you're awake, have something to eat."
He scoops up a spoonful of porridge and makes sure it's not too hot before bringing it to Katrina's mouth.