Captivation: Want Nothing But You novel Chapter 343

The next morning Knock! Knock! Knock! “Joe, are you awake?” Lukas called out from the other side of the door of Joey’s room. He then put his ear against the door to listen for any sound. It was silent inside the room. He looked at his watch and it said that it was already ten o’clock. Lukas thought it strange that Joey was still in bed. And he hadn’t come out since he took a shower in the room the previous night. Joey was still a child, but he kept a regular schedule. Lukas knocked on the door again. Still, there was no answer. He couldn’t even hear a thing moving inside the room.

Alarmed, he quickly got someone to open the door with the spare key. A cold gust of wind hit Lukas as he entered the room. He noticed that the cold air was coming from the floor-to-ceiling glass door, which was open. Lukas frowned. He remembered asking the servant to turn the heating system on in the Sue Garden. He didn’t want Joey to catch a cold when he walked into the cold room. And yet, the door was wide open now and the wind had been blowing in all night.

Lukas stepped inside the room, closed the door, and looked around the room. Joey was lying in the bed and all wrapped up tightly with his quilt. Lukas could see only the top of his head. 1 “Joe?” Lukas walked toward the bed and called the boy’s name softly. Joey didn’t reply. He wasn’t moving either.

Lukas thought that Joey was still asleep. “Joe, it’s almost noon. You haven’t had your breakfast. Maybe you can sleep again after you’ve put something in your tummy. So Lukas bent down and took hold of the quilt. As soon as he pulled the quilt, Joey turned around, his eyes were tightly closed.

“Mommy, I am so cold,” he uttered almost indistinctly. “Joe, what is it that you’re saying?” Lukas strained his ears to hear what Joey was saying.

“Mommy… Cold…” Joey murmured. Lukas heard him clearly. Cold?

Lukas’ eyes turned to the thermostat reading of the air conditioner at the bedside. The room temperature had risen to some fractions so Joey shouldn’t feel so cold. Seeing that the boy was still sleepy, Lukas didn’t have the heart to wake him up. So he decided to fix the quilt around Joey. Joey turned over, revealing his face. His face was flushed, and his lips were parched and dusky in color. Lukas knew at once that Joey was sick. So using the back of his hand, Lukas felt Joey’s forehead, cheeks, and neck. Joey’s skin was hot to his touch.

“Joe!” Lukas cried, worry etched on his face.

“Joe, wake up!” Joey must be burning with fever for some time now. He looked awful!