NovelEnglishChapter 133
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“Do you want to eat something?” | asked Ashton whose eyes were fixed onfor a moment.
“I am not very hungry, mama.” He said, makingfrown. His eyes were bloodshot red, and | knew for fact that
it wasn’t lack of sleep. | put my hand on his forehead and frowned when I felt how hot his head was.
“Hmm, you have a fever.” | said, lifting my son in my arms. | knew to stay quiet, not wanting to worry him. | put
him on his bed before taking his shirt off as | brought over his ointment.
Enzo walked inside the room, clearly sensing his son’s distress and shook his head in question at the sight.
“He has a fever. He is going to need to get smedicine, but | want to rub this ointment to help him relax. His
muscles would most likely be aching, it is one of the reasons why | want to be sure to relax them.” | said, and he
nodded.
“Do you have the medicine or do you needto send the men?” Enzo asked, putting his hand on Ashton’s
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“Can you please helptake it out from my first drawer. There's a black small bag, you'd find the medicine
there.” | said, and he nodded. He did as told, and when he opened the bag, the man fraze for a moment before
shaking his head and pulling the medicine out of the bag to hand to me. Along with it was a picture of the two of
us being together.
It was the first picture that we took when we were making things official between us as a husband and wife. An
old memory that | held onto.
He didn’t say a word, but his eyes spoke louder than his words would, and it tooka moment to snap myself
out of my daze as | turned to my
vill son.
“Ashton, baby, can you at least eat the biscuits that you like? | know that you are tired but mama can’t give you
any medicine without food. You are going to need to get something to eat, no matter how light.” | said, running
my finger through his hair.
“I don’t want to, mama.” He said, and Enzo raised an eyebrow.
“Now, now, how would my boy be healing and growing strong to protect his mama if he doesn’t eat?” Enzo
asked, his voice more gentle than it has ever been as he spoke to our boy. | looked at him, thankful for what he
was doing, and he smiled. “A bite is not going to be too hard, and it would make your mom happy too.”
He looked at his father for a moment before nodding, choosing to give in. Enzo sat on the edge of the bed behind
me, and put a hand on my shoulder, squeezing it gently. “I'll watch over him, you go and get him what he
needs.”
“Thank you,” | said. He leaned in, takingby surprise, before he kissed my shoulder gently.
“You're welcome.” He whispered.
| got up and walked toward the dressing room where | kept his favorite snacks. The last thing that | would do is
allow him to have too many of them, and sometimes that meant that hiding them would be the better option.
Especially when | knew that he could have a habit of trying to sneak them out
lopened the carton and handed him one piece, watching as he nibbled on it. As long as he kept it in his stomach,
| knew that we were good, | didn’t want him to vomit, at this point, this was the last thing that | needed when |
knew that | couldn’t take him to a hospital and that the pack infirmary team chose to find their way out of the
pack.
| wouldn't trust them even if they were here at this point
“I don’t want to eat more, mama.” He said, and took a deep breath. | nodded, calming myself down, knowing not
to force him. He knew what he would be able to digest right now, but | knew that the medicine would be too
strong for him.
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Chapter 133
“Alright, baby.” | said, and Enzo frowned in confusion.
“Alaria...
“I know what to do.” | said, getting up from the bed. | walked to the bathroom and stripped off my shirt, staying
in my bra and shorts. It was a habit that he had when he was too ill, and the first thing that | was going to have
to do right now was help him sweat the fever out.
| turned on the water tap and filled the tub, watching as the bathroom steamed up before walking out of the
bathroom. Enzo looked atwith wide eyes, and | shook my head before lifting my son in my arms, not paying
the man any mind
“Alaria, what are you going to do?” He asked, followinginside the already stearned toilet.
Remember when you were sick once. You refused to each, much like he is now, and wouldn't go to the hospital
as you didn’t want anyone to know that you were sick. Our enemies were plenty at the time. I filled the tub with
hot water and steamed the bathroom.” I said, and he nodded.
“I don’t even know how you had the strength to helpstand alongside Leo. But | remember sitting on the floor
beside the tub. You stayed besidefor an hour, helpingout before you cooled the water down and helped
“I was your wife, and today, it is my son.” | said, and he nodded. “It is going to be a long day, it seems. We need
to be ready for it...”
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