He took Dulcie’s temperature.


    Having been in the rain for hours, she inevitably developed a fever.


    Without dinner, her condition was particrly weak.This is the property of N?-velDrama.Org.


    Administering an IV drip, he prescribed medication to reduce her fever, using the fastest-acting infusion bottles avable.


    *


    .


    .


    Library


    Kyson hurriedly departed the room.


    He went to the study where he secured himself, anxious topose himself away from prying gazes.


    The rain persisted outside, showing no indication of relenting.


    Raindrops glided down the ss, filling the study with a mncholic atmosphere.


    Standing by the window, Kyson held a cigarette between his fingers, his demeanor solemn and contemtive.


    The image of kissing Dulcie on the street haunted his thoughts.


    His heart pounded wildly and incessantly, and despite the passage of time, he remained unable to regain hisposure.


    Why… What hadpelled him to kiss her?


    He had never envisioned himself capable of such a rash action.


    In that instant, his mind had been clouded, driven solely by a desire to quiet Dulcie’s incessant talk.


    He had always believed Lucinda was his sole love, yet now he found himself harboring unexpected emotions for Dulcie.


    For more than a decade, he had adored Lucinda deeply, yet he had never kissed her.


    He lost his first kiss… to Dulcie.


    Frustrated, he extinguished the cigarette, retrieved a potent drink from the bookshelf, and leaned against the window.


    He imbibed while relishing the rain.


    Attempting to numb himself, he sought to dispel those absurd thoughts.


    *


    Dulcie was so fatigued that she didn’t awaken until the following morning.


    When she did, the scent of food greeted her.


    Sally entered with a bowl of freshly prepared porridge.


    ““Dulcie, you’re awake.


    You had me worried sickst night.


    ”