Chapter 69

After the Doctor had examined Hames, he still didn't wake up.

"Will he be fine?" I asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"He has been sedated, and he has a fever. He has to eat and rest well enough. I'll prescribe some medication for him to take."

"Okay, Doc." I sighed.

He wrote the medication down then took his leave. I accompanied him to the door and locked it.

Where the hell were the other maids and security? How could Samantha have entered this house so easily?

I returned up the stairs and to Hames, taking a seat beside him on the bed.

I combed his hair with my fingers, unable to take my gaze off him.

He looked really tired in his sleep. Well… he still looked as handsome as ever.

I felt like pulling him into a tight hug and bursting into tears because I was clearly the main reason he wasn't well.

I couldn't believe I let Samantha create such a rift between us, I felt so terrible for not being patient enough.