Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts novel Chapter 133

When Ines returned to the bedroom, she found Ethan lying in the middle of the bed with a frown on his face, eyes closed tight, and looking a little worse for wear. It was a sight that tugged at her heartstrings.

She gave him a nudge, but when he didn't respond, she gently tapped his face, saying, "Ethan, wake up. We need to take your temperature before you go back to sleep."

He seemed disturbed by this and grumpily rolled over so his back was facing her; his voice was hoarse as he said, "Leave me alone; I'm fine. I just need some sleep."

Ines scowled, not expecting Ethan to be this stubborn when he was ill. She sternly said, "Your voice is so hoarse; how much worse do you want it to get? Are you trying to make me worry on purpose?"

Maybe it was her brusque tone, Ethan rolled back over to face her, still with his eyes closed.

Frustrated, Ines climbed onto the bed and boldly lifted his arm to tuck a thermometer under his armpit. As she withdrew her hand, it brushed against his feverishly hot chest, causing her to flinch back as if she'd been shocked.

After a while, Ines checked the thermometer and found his temperature was 37.5 degrees. He had a mild fever, but it was nothing too serious.

She went to the living room and found the medicine she'd brought back when she got off work. Ethan hadn't taken any of it; no wonder his condition hadn't improved.

Ines shook her head helplessly, wondering how this man had managed to survive on his own when he clearly couldn't take care of himself.

She returned to the bedroom with the medicine, making Ethan take it. This time, he didn't resist and quickly fell asleep after taking it. Though Ines was still a bit miffed, she wouldn't jeopardize his health and let him stay in bed.

After turning off the lights, Ines lay down beside him, reminding him in a concerned tone, "Ethan, if you feel unwell during the night, wake me up."

Ethan responded, "Don't worry, I'm as fit as a fiddle."

Hearing this, Ines wanted to curse. This man had given her so many reasons to worry. After a while, in the darkness, a hand suddenly wrapped around Ines' waist. Ines, who had been struggling to fall asleep, immediately woke up. Before she could react, she was pulled into Ethan's arms. One of his hands cradled her head while the other held her waist, pressing her face against his chest in their usual sleeping position.

Ines found this amusing; even in his sleep, this man's possessiveness of her didn't lessen.

She quite liked this, so she didn't push him away. After a while, she started feeling sleepy, and her eyes grew heavy.

But this didn't last long; Ethan's hand started to roam, lightly tracing circles around her waist. Even more audacious, his hand slipped under her pajamas, boldly wandering over her body. The breath fanning her cheek was incredibly hot.

Ines, who was just starting to feel sleepy, was immediately wide awake due to Ethan's actions. She held his wandering hand still and said, "Ethan, behave yourself when you're sick."

"Izzy." His voice was soft and different from usual as if he were talking in his sleep. Ines was unsure whether he was asleep or not. After a while, seeing that he didn't make any further moves, she decided to leave him alone. But this didn't last long. Suddenly, she felt an all-too-familiar force on her body, a feeling she recognized even in her drowsy state.