Feverish Encounter

And just at that moment, Alexander suddenly opened his eyes.

He seemed to have heard the voice of that woman. Was it an illusion?

Amelia felt the hand holding her wrist suddenly tighten, as if her wrist was about to be broken.

The intense pain made her couldn't help but cry out: "Ouch, it hurts!"

She looked up at Alexander and suddenly bumped into a pair of fierce eyes. Amelia's heart trembled in fear and she subconsciously backed away. However, because her hand was held tightly, she was bounced back and ended up throwing herself onto the man.

Amelia's nose hit Alexander's chin, and the pain caused physiological tears to flow out instantly.

She moved her head and buried it in Alexander's shoulder, not daring to move or look up at his expression. His expression just now was too terrifying. The eyes that were usually filled with tenderness towards her seemed bloodthirsty and red at that moment. When he looked at her, she felt like she was being stared at by a devil.

At that moment, she only felt her blood run cold and felt like she was going to die.

Amelia lay on Alexander, not daring to move, feeling a wave of grievance in her heart.

She saw that Brother Alexander was so uncomfortable, and she was just trying to comfort him. Wouldn't it be okay if she didn't play the role of his mother anymore? Why was he so fierce to her?

Alexander saw Amelia lying on him and came to his senses. He dispelled the cold and fierce aura from his body, and his eyes were replaced by tenderness and warmth. His hand also unconsciously released Amelia's wrist.

He stroked the little girl's curly hair and said gently, "Why is Amelia here?"

Because of his illness, his breath was somewhat weak, and his voice was hoarse and low, yet strangely sexy.

For Amelia, aside from other things, this tone was very familiar to her.

Amelia heard the familiar tone and slowly raised her head, looking at Alexander cautiously.

Meeting her gaze, Alexander was stunned for a moment. Those beautiful and clear eyes were now filled with moisture, and her wet eyelashes fluttered.

The gaze looking at him was filled with... caution.

Alexander's heart ached, and he was at a loss. He reflexively hugged the little girl tightly and asked rather anxiously, "What's wrong with Amelia? Hmm?"

Amelia didn't answer him, her eyes flickering as she changed the subject: "Brother Alexander, you are sick."

The little girl's voice was soft and sweet, like a cat gently scratching at Alexander's heart, making it itchy.

Alexander suddenly thought of the sentence he heard when he was about to wake up, feeling it was unreal. He didn't know if he was dreaming. It sounded like the woman was speaking, but it was more like the little girl's voice.

That woman... beneath her gentle appearance, there was only disgusting madness. Just thinking about her, Alexander couldn't control his emotions. But thinking of the fearful expression the little girl inadvertently showed just now, he tried his best to control himself and not think about that woman.

He let out a breath, calmed his expression, and scratched the little girl's chin, asking, "What did Amelia say just now?"

Amelia paused, looked at him tentatively. Although he seemed very gentle now, Amelia was perceptive and could still see the violence suppressed deep in his eyes, like the depths of the sea.

She quickly shook her head and immediately denied: "I didn't say anything. Brother Alexander, you heard wrong."

"Really!" Afraid that he wouldn't believe her, she even raised her hand to swear, showing a strong desire to survive.

However, Alexander wasn't so happy. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Are you afraid of me?"

After saying that, he half-closed his eyelids, a trace of hurt flashed in his eyes. Coupled with his weakness, he looked extremely pitiful.

Amelia immediately felt guilty again and began to reflect on herself. Brother Alexander got sick because he went to call the doctor for her last night, and she made him sad. It was really inappropriate.

Moreover, Brother Alexander was always very gentle with her! So just now was... getting up on the wrong side of the bed?

Amelia's eyes lit up. It must be because of getting up on the wrong side of the bed. Mrs. Elizabeth had a bad temper every morning, and her father would serve his wife like serving a queen at this time.

And since Brother Alexander was a man, his temper when getting up must be even worse than Mrs. Elizabeth's. Thinking that she was actually afraid of him earlier, she felt extremely ashamed.

Realizing her mistake, Amelia felt a little embarrassed. She tried to get up from the bed, but because she was hugged by Alexander, she fell back again.

She looked up at Alexander and saw him looking straight at her. She blushed inexplicably and said in a low voice: "Brother Alexander, I'm sorry."

She was so easy to understand that Alexander could tell what the little girl was thinking just by looking at her expression. He let out a helpless breath and said in a low voice: "Amelia doesn't need to apologize."

Amelia shook her head, looking determined: "Yes, I do."

She misunderstood Brother Alexander, so she needed to apologize.

Alexander raised his hand to cover his eyes and forced a smile helplessly. How could she be so obedient?

With such an obedient appearance, he didn't want to continue taking things slowly anymore. He wanted to devour the little girl.

Amelia saw his action and thought that he was too uncomfortable because of his illness. She quickly got up, and this time, Alexander didn't notice, so she finally stood up.

As soon as she got up, Amelia ran out hastily.

Alexander watched her back gradually running away, his lips tightly pursed, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Did he still scare her?

Scared by his true appearance.

When Director Edward saw Amelia come out, he looked behind her but didn't see Alexander. He asked, "Where is the teacher? Didn't you wake him up?"

Amelia shook her head: "My Brother Alexander is sick. I need to give him medicine."

After saying that, she ignored the director's reaction and ran away directly.

She remembered that the two extra boxes of antipyretic medicine left by the doctor were also taken by Brother Alexander and given to her last night.

The director was left standing there, stunned. Thoughts kept flashing through his mind -

Damn, Alexander... is sick?!

He was extremely panicked. Others might not know, but he knew that this actor was the son of a big sponsor. Although the relationship between the father and son was not good, everyone knew how much that person cared about his son. Just the day Alexander came, that person even called personally to ask about the situation. If this person got sick on his show, he would definitely be fired.

He stopped recording the show for the moment and hurried to report to the big boss first.

Probably when people are sick, they are particularly vulnerable, and their psychological defenses are also fragile. A little bit of disappointment can easily make them think of some not-so-beautiful things.

Throughout the childhood accompanied by abuse, it is really too easy to drag an angel into hell.

Everyone is simple and beautiful at the beginning, but later, as they experience different things, they become different people.

Amelia comes from a wealthy family. While her parents and grandmother give her endless pampering, they also do not forget to give her the right education and instill the correct values in her life.

So even when she grows up, she remains an angel with a sincere heart, simple and beautiful.

Alexander has lived in darkness since childhood, and only he knows what he has become now.

Alexander felt weak all over and struggled to sit up from the bed, wearily pinching the bridge of his nose.

He had tried his best to control himself to avoid scaring her.

Yes, she is sunny and beautiful. How could she tolerate his darkness?

But was he going to give up just like this? Impossible.

Just thinking that the little girl would one day cuddle in someone else's arms, or even more, he wished he could kill that person.

So! The little girl could only be his. Since she had brought light to him, she shouldn't leave.

While he was thinking so much, Amelia hurried back again, holding a glass of water in one hand and two boxes of medicine in the other.

When Alexander saw her, he was stunned, and a rare trace of surprise flashed in his black eyes.

Amelia put the water cup aside, took out a few pills, and handed the water and medicine to Alexander together. She lowered her voice and said in a coaxing tone like she was talking to a child, "Brother Alexander, you have a fever. Take the medicine quickly."

Only then did Alexander come to his senses from the stupor and then showed a sincere smile, which was warmer than before and also carried the same sunshine as Amelia.

His little girl was back...

Alexander looked at the pills in the little girl's tender palm, lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes, like a fan, trembled slightly. He slowly raised his hand, but after a while, it "weakly" dropped down again.

He looked up at the little girl, his face showing a helpless expression. If you looked closely, there was also a hint of pitifulness.

In their previous interactions, Alexander had deliberately pretended to be warm, trying to coax the little girl step by step towards him. Even if the pretense was too realistic, it would occasionally make people feel uncomfortable.

But at this moment, all his expressions were from the bottom of his heart, and even pretending to be pitiful was extremely natural.

So the unsuspecting little girl was easily hooked. When Amelia saw that Actor Alexander didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, she immediately felt heartbroken and guilty at the same time. It was all because of her that he got sick.

Of course, the reason for her heartache was still because he was good-looking.

In the past, Alexander would never let the little girl feel guilty. But now he suddenly realized that it might not be a bad thing to exchange this for the little girl's heartache.

Once you throw away your face, you will run wildly on the road of being shameless.

So when Alexander saw the heartbroken and self-blaming expression on Amelia's face, his expression became even more "painful".

Amelia, who was still struggling, quickly fed the medicine to Alexander's mouth and coaxed softly, "Brother Alexander, take the medicine quickly."

Anyway, Brother Alexander fed her last night, and it was completely fine for her to feed him back.

Alexander lowered his head, secretly curved his lips, and opened his mouth to let Amelia pour the medicine in her palm into his mouth.

When Amelia was about to move her hand away, Alexander seemed to inadvertently stick out his tongue and lick his lips, touching the palm of Amelia's hand that hadn't had time to withdraw.

The wet and warm touch startled Amelia, and her heart skipped a beat. She looked at Alexander in shock, but was met with his innocent eyes.

Brother Alexander didn't seem to do it on purpose. Her mouth moved, but in the end, she said nothing.

She just withdrew her hand and wiped it on her clothes, put that hand behind her back, and quickly handed the water to Alexander's lips. She said in a barely audible voice, "Brother Alexander, drink some water."

Alexander saw her actions, his eyes darkened, and he drank the water and swallowed the pills with Amelia's hand, looking up at her while drinking.

Amelia felt uncomfortable being looked at by him and turned her head away, pretending to look out the window.

While Alexander was drinking water, Director Edward finished his call with the big boss and hurried over. When he was about to ask, he saw this scene and suddenly paused. He opened his mouth, wondering how to speak without being awkward.

He looked at Alexander, who glanced at him, his eyes calm but inexplicably making people feel as cold as ice.

Director Edward closed his mouth completely and wisely backed out.

Sorry to disturb, sorry to disturb.

Director Edward left, Alexander finished drinking the water, and Amelia was still looking out the window. At first, she was pretending, but now she was really looking. Lydia and the others were doing something in the yard.

Alexander suddenly said, "Little Amelia, do you dislike me?"

"Ah?" Amelia turned her head and looked at him blankly. The heartless girl had already forgotten the slight discomfort from earlier.

Alexander still looked at her steadily, with a hint of grievance in his eyes.

Amelia recalled her actions just now. Brother Alexander accidentally touched her, and she wiped her hand on her clothes? So Brother Alexander thought she disliked him?

Amelia forgot her previous discomfort and quickly said, "No... I don't. I won't dislike Brother Alexander."

Alexander raised his eyebrows and looked at her, asking, "You won't dislike me no matter what?"

Hearing this, Amelia thought for a moment and then nodded firmly, "Yes, I won't."

Alexander smiled, "This is what you said. You can't go back on your word in the future."

At this moment, there was no darkness in his eyes, only the little girl in front of him, and the light in his eyes was like stars.

Amelia felt that he was questioning her creditworthiness and immediately retorted, "I am very trustworthy!"

"Yes." Alexander nodded, "That's good."

In fact, the little girl had a certain dependence on Alexander. It was her first time being independent, moving out of her home, and not being with her family. Although she was an adult, for this girl who had grown up in an ivory tower, this complex circle still made her feel a little uneasy.

Amelia was a face control, and Alexander was the first and the most handsome person she had met in this circle. So she naturally had a certain liking for him. And since she was closest to him later, currently, Amelia trusted Alexander the most.

Alexander had just taken the medicine, and Amelia originally wanted him to continue sleeping and resting. She would go and complete the tasks herself. She could do the work of two people.

At this moment, Alexander's phone on the bedside table rang. Alexander picked it up, took a look, frowned in annoyance, and hung up.

Amelia curiously asked, "Who is it? Isn't Brother Alexander going to answer it?"

Alexander smiled and said casually, "It's a scam call. It's irrelevant."

Just as he finished speaking, the phone rang again, and he continued to hang up without changing his expression.

"Really?" Amelia looked at him hesitantly.

She accidentally glanced at the screen just now, and that person's surname was also Black, same with Alexander. Were scam calls so powerful now? Even the caller ID had the same surname.

However, this question only lingered in her mind for a second before she put it aside and ignored it. Except for food and beauty, there was nothing worth this girl's trouble.

She took the cup and said to Alexander, "Brother Alexander, you continue to rest! Today's food is on me."

After saying this righteously, she was about to go out.

Alexander suddenly grabbed her hand and looked up, "Don't go. Stay and talk to me."

Amelia turned around, hesitated for a moment, and then agreed, asking, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Sit." Alexander patted the bedside, asking her to sit down.

Amelia sat down and looked at him, "Now you can talk."

"Yes." Alexander nodded, looking at her with a meaningful smile, "Little Amelia, first tell me what you said when you came in."