Her question stopped Julian, then a light smile slid across his lips. "Are you confused, you don't even know your own husband?"
Husband... real shameless! Sadie silently whispered. She was irritated by it. "Can you have a little contractual spirit? No one is here to watch you act."
Julian rolled his tongue and licked his lower lips instinctively, and he leaned towards with his forehead onto Sadie's forehead to test her temperature. "Where else is it uncomfortable."
It was a natural action. It was not an act.
The clean and fresh scent of his body spread, and Sadie instinctively tensed up, her heart was beating fast as if it was about to burst out of her chest.
Otto had never given her a temperature test like this.
In a trance, a familiar feeling came back to her. Her temples had a sudden pain, and she pushed him away.
After having some deep breaths, she opened her watery eyes and shrank back in disgust. "You're not a doctor!"
"Then I'll call a doctor right away." Julian lowered his eyebrows and got up to open the door of the ward.
Khalid Hall waited outside the door and was shocked to see him come out with a gloomy face. "Is Lady Sadie still not awake?"
"She woke up." Julian pressed his brow, and his face showed slight displeasure.
"That's good." Khalid exhaled quietly. It was good that Sadie was awake, but his expression wasn't right, it was even worse than when she wasn't awake just now.
"It's not good, get the specialist in the brain department over here, and her chief doctor." Julian turned around, paused, and added, "A fever is not so bad that it can cause a person to faint."
Could it be that the injury on her head had altered? Khalid was stunned, remembering the test results he had received yesterday, and a cold sweat suddenly broke out on her forehead.
Don't let anything happen this time.
"I'm on my way," Khalid said and ran towards the lift.
Julian went into the ward again and sat down calmly beside the bed. He looked at Sadie's face, which was as pale as a vampire. "Is there really no discomfort anywhere?"
His concern was not fake at all, and Sadie was slightly stunned and shook her head. "Just unwell with a cold and fever, I don't feel anything else."
"It's good that you're okay, even though it's an act..." Julian took out a handkerchief and carefully helped her wipe off her makeup, and he wanted to laugh. "I'm also your husband."
Sadie felt like she got stung by a wasp and avoided his hand, snarling in anger. "Stay away from me!"
Julian lifted his eyelids and slowly drew back his hand, his lips unconsciously pursed.
Her fear was real. She'd had that look every time she went to the basement with him as a child.
As much fun as it was to tease Sadie, he didn't like it when she showed her fear in front of him.
The ward went eerily silent, and Sadie glared for a while. Her eyes were gradually souring, and she closed them eventually.
The doctor said that Dean Esme's second operation had not gone well and that they had done all they could.
Otto would be in the country soon, and he said he would help with the situation, he certainly wouldn't lie to Sadie. After knowing each other for so many years, Sadie had never doubted what he said.
As long as she could hold Julian back first, the matter could always be adequately resolved and then she could find a way to get out of it. She would not be foolish enough to abide by the agreement and pretend to be husband and wife with him when he had forced her to do so first.
However, she couldn't get past the barrier in her heart. Whether she and Julian were a real couple or a fake one, she couldn't be with Otto anymore.
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