Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 329

Chapter 329 Fried His Brain Silly 

When I saw him wake up, anger uncontrollably welled up inside me, and I glared at him, saying, “Idris, you b*stard.” 

He looked at me, bewildered, and asked, “What’s wrong?” 

I struggled to contain my anger for a moment, then got up to put the bowl down, preparing to leave. 

However, as I placed the bowl down and glanced at him out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that his eyes had closed again, and he was still sweating on his forehead. It was as if his brief moment of clarity earlier had been nothing more than a momentary lapse. 

I initially thought he was faking it, so I raised my hand and patted his face, saying, “Idris, don’t play dead. If you’re awake, talk to me.” 

Nonetheless, despite patting him many times, he showed no response and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again. 

The doctor came back in, checked on Idris after I administered the medicine, and then told me, “It seems he’s taken the medicine. Later, you can help him wipe down his body, Mrs. Young. As long as his fever subsides within an hour, he should be fine.” 

I nodded, and the intention to leave that had arisen earlier was strangely suppressed. 

After all, he was still a patient, and leaving now would not be right. 

After giving some instructions, the doctor left. 

I never thought I would be in a situation where I had to take care of Idris, especially having to wipe his body. He was quite gorgeous, not just his face but also his body. 

Following the principle of not invading someone’s privacy, I wiped his body over his sleeping robe. I tried my best to keep my eyes closed, but occasionally, I could not help but accidentally touch him. 

It was really not a pleasant task. 

After wiping him several times and noticing that the IV had finished, I could feel that his body temperature was gradually coming down, and he did not feel as hot as before. 

Afraid that the sweat–soaked bathrobe might cause him to catch a cold again, I prepared to change it for a clean one. 

However, just as I was about to remove his sleeping robe, I had an uneasy feeling. When I looked up, I unexpectedly locked eyes with Idris, who was staring at me motionless. 

There was still a trace of confusion in his eyes. His deep gaze landed on my hands as I was about to undo his belt. Taken out of context, my actions could easily be interpreted as something inappropriate. 

After meeting his eyes for only a few seconds, I quickly withdrew my hand. My heart was racing, and my face turned red. I stammered, “It’s not what you think. I…” 

“Do you want to take everything off?” he asked, his voice sounding a little dry. 

“Huh?” I was taken aback, then quickly shook my head and said, “Wait… No, your sleeping gown got wet, and I was worried you’d be uncomfortable, so I wanted to change it. I had no other intentions.” 

I quickly explained in one breath. Although I had no ulterior motives, I could not help but feel a bit uneasy at the moment. He appeared nonchalant and calmly asked, “What other intentions could you have?” 

Huh? 

Why did it seem like I was the pervert? 

My face was getting hotter. 

Standing there, I wished I could leave quickly. However, he acted as if nothing had happened and asked, “Aren’t you going to change them?” 

I bit my lip, feeling unsure. I looked at him and said, “Since you’re awake, you can do it yourself.” 

It was not like he had no hands. 

He furrowed his brows slightly, his face still calm and indifferent as he said, “I don’t have the strength.” 

I was speechless. I looked at him for a moment and noticed that the flush on his face had dissipated. He was slightly pale now. Seeing that his fever had just subsided, it was expected that he had no strength. 

I hesitated for a few seconds, then forced myself to step forward and continue what I was doing. The belt around his waist had been tied loosely, but when I was surprised by him suddenly waking up, I had fumbled and turned it into a dead knot.