“Water ...... Water ......” he cried late at night.
Julia, who had stayed all night watching over him, had not slept solidly, and immediately got up after hearing the hoarse and faint voice.
His words could never leave her ears, and she kept rehearsing them once, twice and thrice. How could such a man have feelings for her? Why would he love her? How would he react if he knew that she was divorced and had three kids?
Surely, he would never tolerate such a woman…
Julia believed that his words were affected by his high temperature, especially that he had told her a lot about himself and his disease. She guessed he might have mistaken her for another woman he loved.
Looking at the frail man whose cheeks were swollen red and whose hair was moistened with sweat, she skimmed her lips speechlessly.
She fed Elliot water, and helped him physically cool down.