"Hang in there a bit longer, we’re almost out,"
Justin Battleson’s voice echoed in her ears, trembling slightly with anxiety.
Charlotte Thompson tried to support herself and let go of his strength, but her body was too weak to do so; she could only give up.
"Slow down a bit." Sensing Justin’s nervous hastiness, she gently rubbed the back of his neck, indicating that she was fine.
Yet the sound of hurried footsteps never ceased; Justin was too engrossed in dragging her towards the exit to tend to anything else.
Charlotte strained to open her eyes, the sunshine was a bit dazzling. She tried to shield her eyes with her hand, but the sun’s rays still managed to sneak through the gaps between her fingers.
"How did you find the way out?" Charlotte didn’t hear Justin’s response, and she fainted.
The sunlight remained blinding, now completely enveloping the two of them, radiantly warm.
Justin’s face was covered in sweat. He immediately picked Charlotte and carried her towards the parking lot.
Inside the hospital, the scent of disinfectant irritated Charlotte’s olfactory senses.
When Charlotte woke up, she was feeling much better and noticed the foreign object in the back of her hand. She glanced at the IV drip hanging beside her.
Just as she was wondering, she heard the voices of the doctor and Justin outside the door.
She pricked up her ears, holding her breath, afraid of missing any details.
"Doctor, is she okay?" Justin asked anxiously.
The sound of the doctor flipping through her medical records was followed by a very relaxed voice, "It’s not a big deal, she just had a sunstroke. She’ll be completely fine after the drip and some good rest."
"Ok, thank you, Doctor," Justin finally relaxed, thanked the doctor, and headed for the door.
Hearing the sound of Justin opening the door, Charlotte quickly pulled the blanket over her head.
At this, Justin’s previously knitted brows relaxed.
Looking at the mysterious bundle on the bed, the corner of his mouth quirked up, trying to suppress his laughter. This update is available on novelFirｅ.net
Charlotte remained motionless, pretending to be asleep.
Seeing this, Justin gently tried to pull back the blanket, but found it tightly held by her.
"Charlotte?" he cooed gently.
The blanket moved as if Charlotte underneath was squirming, seemingly rejecting his visit.
Helplessly, Justin sat by her bed and sighed.
"You heard it all right?"
"Mm-hmm." Feeling embarrassed and not daring to face Justin, Charlotte replied softly.
"It’s fine, you just had a sunstroke. I was also feeling really hot if it’s any consolation," Justin comforted her, even demonstrating it himself.
Charlotte remained self-conscious, shaking her head to show her disbelief.
At a loss, Justin suddenly had an idea. Like comforting a child, he said, "It’s all because of that stuffy chamber. It was so hot in there; anyone would have had a sunstroke. It’s not your fault, okay?"
After being comforted, Charlotte finally became less resistant.
Capitalizing on the moment, Justin cautiously pulled back the blanket. Charlotte was still covering her face with her hand.
"Such a big girl and you don’t even know when you’ve had a sunstroke. That’s really embarrassing," she pouted and observed Justin’s reaction through her fingers.
All Justin did was smile, smoothed out the stray hair on her forehead, held her face very affectionately and said, "It’s not embarrassing. I’m the only one who knows."
His deep voice seeped into every inch of Charlotte’s skin, making him so very irresistible.
The cool breeze blew through the window just as he kissed her lightly.
"Doesn’t feel so hot now, does it?" Justin teased.
Sure, the saline solution was still dripping into her body one drop at a time. But how could the heat dissipate so quickly?
Charlotte froze, stunned into silence.