Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 280

Chapter 280 Two Peculiar Individuals. 

Charlie shook his head. His voice sounded hoarse as he said, “I’m fine…” 

Without waiting for him to finish, I reached up and touched his forehead, which was burning up. He had a fever. 

Charlie was slightly stunned when I suddenly touched his forehead. He hesitated for a 

moment but then smiled at me and said, “I’m okay.” 

Getting a fever at this moment was indeed dangerous. I looked at Inch and said, “He has a fever.” 

Inch reacted more nervously than I did. He suddenly stood up, too agitated to say much, and rushed out of the cave entrance. When he returned, he was carrying a first–aid kit. He knelt down beside Charlie, saying, “Sir, I’ll prepare some medicine for you.” 

As Inch reached out to offer Charlie the medicine, something inexplicable happened. Charlie’s face suddenly changed, and he pushed Inch’s hand away, his voice turning cold as he said, “No need.” 

I was startled by this unexpected reaction and looked back and forth between Charlie and Inch. Inch still appeared concerned, but Charlie seemed to have realized that his reaction was excessive. He glanced at me and said, “I’m fine.” 

Then he turned to Inch and instructed, “Prepare a comfortable place for Ms. Scott to rest.” 

I frowned. It was quite late, and he was still concerned about me resting. I insisted, “I’m not tired, but you have a fever. You need to take some medicine!” 

Thinking back to when Inch had mentioned changing his dressings earlier, I noticed the bandaged area on Charlie’s face, a result of the fight with Idris. Without overthinking it, I told Inch, “Find the fever–reducing medicine, and I’ll help him change the bandage.” 

I looked at Charlie and added, “I’ll also change the bandage on your face.” I was not sure if he did not like others touching him, but that would explain his strong reaction earlier. 

Charlie hesitated for a moment, and there seemed to be a different expression in his eyes, but he nodded at me. 

As for Inch, he appeared somewhat uneasy, and I could not help but wonder if I was reading too much into it. There was something about the way Charlie looked at him, as if he was giving him a warning with his eyes. 

These two individuals were truly enigmatic in their interactions. 

After Charlie gave Inch that look, Inch furrowed his brows as he searched for the medicine in the first–aid kit. Then he handed me the medicine that needed to be changed. 

Charlie’s facial injury was not too severe. It had already improved significantly. The swelling caused by Idris had subsided, and the bruising had started to fade. It seemed like he no longer needed to be bandaged. 

However, Inch appeared quite concerned, and since Charlie did not object, I decided to go ahead and change the anti–inflammatory patch that was originally applied. 

“Does it still hurt?” It was not me being nosy, but the atmosphere in the cave was eerie. Since 

Chapter 280 Two Peculiar Individuals 

none of us were speaking, it felt somewhat uncomfortable. 

Charlie looked at me and shook his head slightly, “It doesn’t hurt.” 

I smiled faintly, and as Inch handed him the medicine, I grabbed a bottle of mineral water. Before I could bring it to him, he had already swallowed the pill in a rather rough manner. 

His abrupt way of taking the medicine caught me off guard, and I quickly handed him the water, saying, “Have some water.” 

Upon hearing my words, Charlie finally glanced at me. Seeing the water I was offering, he gave me a faint smile and took a sip. 

He thanked me and then turned to Inch, saying, “Prepare a comfortable place for Ms. Scott to sleep.” 

Inch still looked concerned, but noticing that Charlie’s condition seemed unchanged, he reluctantly agreed, saying, “Alright.” 

He then left the cave and retrieved some clothes from the car, which he had prepared back in Lorrell. He handed them to me and suggested, “Ms. Scott, you should get some rest. The rain outside is quite heavy, and tonight, we won’t be able to continue our journey.” 

I nodded. Seeing that Charlie had taken his medicine and was sitting against the wall, resting with his eyes closed, I did not want to disturb him. I covered him with the clothes and, feeling his movement, I stopped him from removing the cover. “Don’t move. You have a fever, and after taking the medicine, it wouldn’t be good if you catch a cold in this wilderness.”