Divorced The True Heiress Gets It All novel Chapter 308

Chapter 308

Rachel bit back her pain, barely daring to breathe. In a trembling voice, she asked cautiously, “Ms. Remar, did your hand pet hurti

Inside the clinic, the doctor stared at the thermometer’s reading, his face tightening. He hurriedly jumped up to prep the IV, muttering, “101 1 1 -10% keeps up, he’ll be delirious.”

Aria shot Owen a puzzled look, her brows furrowed. “What happened after that? Why did your fever shoot up so quickly?”

‘He’s not some pampered weakling–under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t spike a high fever this quickly. And normally, a high fever wouldn’t come on and persist this quickly, Aria thought.

Hearing this, Owen’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He swallowed hard without thinking, but his throat was bone–dry, as if it might catch fire. A nervous lump was stuck in his throat, refusing to go down no matter what.

Owen was wracked by a violent coughing fit.

Panicking inside, he desperately tried to suppress his cough, terrified it might give him away–but his body just wouldn’t listen to him.

With every cough, it felt like his throat was being scraped raw by sandpaper–it hurt like hell, which meant it must be inflamed.

Seeing this, Aria quickly fetched a glass of water and pressed it directly to Owen’s lips.

Owen instinctively opened his mouth and slowly tilted his head back, gulping down the entire glass of water in one go.

“Thanks,” Owen rasped, his voice barely more than a whisper.

The word he uttered was so hoarse, it was obvious he had a bad cold.

Just then, the doctor approached, and Aria quickly stepped aside to make room for him.

After carefully examining Owen, the doctor gestured toward the back of the clinic and said with a teasing smile, “Go ahead and help your boyfriend into the private room, will you?”

The clinic was spacious, with a rest area in the back.

At the word “boyfriend,” Owen’s expression shifted instantly. His gaze darted reflexively toward Aria, only to find her face an impassive mask, utterly unreadable.

Just as Aria was about to speak, Owen cut in, “We’re not officially dating yet.”

There was a world of difference between “not yet” and “not at all“.

Owen kept his eyes locked on the doctor as he spoke, enunciating the word “yet” with deliberate softness.

Aria hadn’t heard him; she simply helped Owen to his feet and led him toward the private room.

The doctor glanced at Owen, shaking his head with a wry smile. “Young people these days–even when pursuing someone they like, they’ve learned to play the sympathy card.”

With that, the doctor turned back to preparing the medication.

Aria helped Owen onto the bed. “It’s already eight–you haven’t had dinner yet. I’ll go get you something to eat.”

As she turned to leave, Owen caught her by the wrist. “Wait.”

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Chapter 308

Caught completely off guard, Arla hadn’t anticipated Owen would use so much force.

Her foot caught on something unseen, and she pitched forward.

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