Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 688

Chapter 688 Rising Body Temperature

Rayna and Fluffy were locked in the same room together. While she didn't seem to mind being in an enclosed space, Fluffy was clearly uneasy about it.

It started running around the couch and squeaking loudly.

“Fluffy, do you feel unwell?” Rayna walked over to the couch and stretched her hands out. Fluffy immediately leaped into her arms.

Rayna held Fluffy close and immediately noticed that its body felt hotter than before. Alarmed, she asked, “Why are you so warm? Are you running a fever?”

Her voice was gentle even though she knew Fluffy wouldn't answer her question.

“Curtis? Curtis!” Rayna walked to the door and called out Curtis' name.

“I'm here. What's wrong?” Curtis strode over to the door quickly. “Do you feel unwell?”

“I'm fine, but I'm worried about Fluffy. Its body temperature suddenly increased, so it might be running a fever,” Rayna said worriedly.

“Fever?” Curtis frowned. “Are you hugging it now?”

“Yes,” came Rayna's answer.

“Don't hold it. Put it back on the couch.” Curtis was worried that Fluffy might be a carrier of an infectious

disease. If Rayna was infected, or if the blood parasite in her body was affected, the consequences would be disastrous.

“But it doesn't want to be on the couch alone.” Rayna lowered her head to gaze at Fluffy. It looked ill, so she felt bad for it.

“Listen to me, Rayna. Put Fluffy on the couch,” Curtis insisted. He ignored Rayna's words as his only worry was the possibility that Fluffy's condition could affect her health.

At the same time, he hastily made his way to Cassidy, who was still struggling to locate the window even with Yasmin's assistance. “Is there a window or not?”

“Yes,” Cassidy told him without looking up. “It isn't easy to find, though. I didn't find a need for a window, so I sealed the wall up. Over time, the original markings have faded, making it challenging to find the window.”

As she spoke, she slowly tapped various spots on the wall.

“Why did you design a window inside the wall?” Curtis couldn't understand why they did that in the first place.

No one in their right mind would design a window within a wall for their house.

Curtis regarded the wall and realized it looked different from normal houses. However, he couldn't fathom what seemed different.

He took two steps back, squinting his eyes to get a better look at the wall from a distance. His gaze soon settled on a transparent patch in the corner. Hurrying over to Cassidy, he pointed to the spot above her left shoulder and asked, “Is that it?”

Cassidy glanced in the direction he was pointing and squinted her eyes. Indeed, there was a transparent spot there.

She attempted to stretch her arm up, but her legs were too short for her to reach it.

Curtis stood behind her and raised his arm. He was tall enough to easily reach it. “Do I press it?” he asked.

Without waiting for a reply, he pressed on it firmly.

Thinking the window would reveal itself, he was surprised to see a fence emerging from the wall to surround the mansion.

“Uh-oh,” Cassidy said sheepishly as she cast a glance at the iron fence surrounding the mansion. “It seems to be the wrong button. I'm sorry, Curtis, I should have remembered that Grandpa had the designer install this switch.” She gave him an apologetic look, seeing the stern expression on his face.

Curtis placed a palm to his forehead as he glared at Cassidy. “Any other way to get into the house?”

“Let me think over it,” Cassidy mumbled. She walked into the courtyard as her gaze fell on the roof. “I remember there's a way to enter the house through the roof.”

Curtis' expression merely turned colder. “Ms. Cassidy, Rayna is still stuck inside. If we head in, can we

get out?”

He was speechless at the idea Cassidy just came up with.

“Oh, you're right.” Cassidy realized he was right. She quickly made her way down the corridor and reached through the iron fence, feeling along the wall. “So we need to find the switch to open the window.”

Inside the house, Fluffy's temperature kept climbing at an alarming rate. Hugging it, Rayna felt as if it were a ball of fire. Eventually, she felt a sharp pain in her wrist.

After placing Fluffy on the couch, Rayna rolled up her sleeve and pushed the emerald bracelet up to see the red spot on her wrist turning dark. She could feel something wriggling beneath the spot, causing a piercing pain as if something was nibbling at her skin.

Rayna's body gave way, and she crumpled onto the couch, clutching her wrist in pain. Her eyes were fixed on the door as she tried to form words, but no sound escaped her mouth.

Gradually, the intense agony expanded across her limb. Rayna gazed at her arm and observed the writhing creature under her skin. It was as clear as day. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Jovan stepped out of Isaac's office at the presidential palace in Yartran and saw Sheena in the hallway, dressed in a smart business suit. He glanced at her briefly before continuing on his way.

He had barely taken two steps when the files in his hands slipped from his hands and clattered to the ground. Feeling weak and helpless, he grasped at the wall for support.

Sheena spun around and saw Jovan leaning against the wall, his face pale and his left wrist tightly clutched against his chest. The commotion that had caught her attention was coming from him.

“What's wrong, Jovan?” Sheena hurried over to him and reached out to hold him. She was surprised to discover that his skin was burning. “A-Are you running a fever?”

Her startled voice caught the attention of the security guards and Isaac, who was working inside his office.

“What happened?” Isaac strode to the door and saw Sheena holding a pale Jovan. He waved his hand to summon a subordinate. “Hurry, send him to the hospital.”

Hearing that, Jovan clutched Sheena's hand and said, “Go get Ghislain. I don't need to go to the hospital.”

“Ghislain?” Sheena gave Jovan a baffled look. She couldn't understand why he would refuse to go to the hospital.

Isaac shot Jovan a dark look before dismissing his subordinates with a wave. He then told his assistant, “Go get Ghislain.”

Hearing that, Sheena turned to Isaac in surprise. “Mr. Eastbridge?”

“Ghislain is skilled in medicine, so having him here is the same as sending Jo to the hospital.” Isaac's voice was solemn. “We can't risk someone creating a big commotion over Jo's hospital visit. Please accompany Jo back so he can rest.”

Sheena nodded and helped Jovan back to his office with the help of Isaac's assistant.

There was a suite inside the office, complete with a bed. Jovan sank into the bed as he watched Sheena pour him a glass of water. His eyes held a mixture of emotions.

“Here, have some water.” Sheena offered him a glass of water.

Jovan took the glass from her. “Thanks.”

Sheena got a chair and sat down next to the bed. “What happened to you?”

She had never witnessed Jovan in such a weak and pale state. Even Isaac, who was usually calm, wore a stern look back then. When Ghislain's name was brought up, Sheena had noticed a threatening gleam in Isaac's eyes.