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I Don’t Need Your Fake Love by Melandia

Chapter 113
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Chapter 113

Lost in random thoughts, Antofell asleep without knowing it.

When he woke up, he felt like his body was on fire and his throat was dry and sore. He had no strength, and his

mind was muddled.

In a daze, he fumbled for his phone and called Morton, telling him to cover right away.

Enduring the burning body heat, he waited for ten minutes before he finally passed out.

When Morton rushed over to find Antoin a high fever, he was almost scared out of his wits. He hurriedly

contacted the front desk to take Antoto the hospital.

During the six hours of IV drip treatment, Morton stayed by his side, not daring to even blink.

In the middle of the night, Antowoke up and asked for water.

Morton quickly grabbed a glass to get water. As he passed through the hallway, he heard a very familiar voice.

He turned his head subconsciously and immediately saw Grace.

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She was also by the bedside, holding a thermometer, and the one lying on the hospital bed was Devin.

Thinking of Antonio‘ purpose for this trip, Morton pondered for a moment. He then quickly got a glass of water

and tiptoed back to the ward.

After Antofinished drinking, Morton took the glass over and whispered what he had seen just now.

As soon as Antoheard Grace's name, his spirit picked up quite a lot. He immediately sat up straight, about to

pull out the drip needle.

Morton hurriedly held him down and called for a nurse to bring a mobile drip stand.

Although the fever had subsided, Antostill had little strength. He could only lean against the wall and slowly

walk out of the ward.

Through a window, he saw Grace leaning over to give Devin his medicine. Their intimacy caused a pang of

jealousy to well up inside him.

Sharp and observant as he was, Morton immediately sensed that something was about to happen and made a

hasty excuse to leave.

After the sound of footsteps had died away, the hallway was quiet again, and the sounds from the ward were

clearly audible.

Devin and Grace had planned to head straight back to Cruxfield after returning from the cemetery.

However, as soon as they arrived at the airport, Devin started coughing. Worried about his health, Grace took

him straight to the hospital.

After a thorough check, the doctor confirmed that he had caught a cold, but fortunately, he didn’t have a fever.

The doctor prescribed smedicine and brought a thermometer, instructing Grace to check Devin’s body

temperature every few hours.

To watch over his condition, Grace didn’t rest but just kept track of the

time.

Seeing that she refused to rest, Devin wouldn't either. He held her hand and talked nonstop, interspersed with

coughs.

“Can we go back htomorrow? You promised to go watch the sunset by the sea with me.

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“What's the point of watching the sunset when you're sick? Let's do it when you get better.”

“No, | made a bet with Ally. If you don’t go with me, she won't helpwith the Daywich project, and our

honeymoon will have to be postponed.”

“Then let's postpone it. I'm not in a hurry with it anyway.”

“But | am! | don’t want to work. | just want to travel happily with my wife.”

Perhaps because he was sick. Devin was as restless as a child.

Grace looked at him resignedly. She just couldn’t persuade him and could only agree.

“Fine. Have a good rest, and I'll go to watch the sunset with you, okay?”

“Don’t lie to me.”

Grace gently tucked him in.

Meanwhile, she said in a voice full of affection. “Nonsense, when have | ever lied to you?”

“Last time, you promised to kiss me, but in the end, you ran away...”