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His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 333

"Okay, let me go get you some water now." Sam said with concern. He went to get water in the water room, came back and poured a glass of water for Autumn, who drank the water and then went back to sleep. She had no desire to talk to anyone or even say anything. Sleep was her safe space.

Chris was eager to know more about what happened to Autumn, but Sam stopped her. "She still needs time to recover so we have to give it to her. If she's feeling better tomorrow, we can discuss it then. Poor Autumn, this one was probably too much for her to take."

Sam closed the door and just stood outside Autumn's ward. He was really worried about her. But he couldn't tell Chris.

The next day, the doctor made a thorough check of Autumn's condition. Fortunately her fever had receded and her body temperature had normalized. He advised Chris and Sam, "She has recovered from the fever and will be fine. To stabilize her condition further, I prescribed another injection of saline. She is very fragile and feeble now, so you should exercise utmost care and gentleness when dealing with her. Do not bring up anything that may stress her."

"Thanks for the reminder, doctor. Consider it done. We will take good care of her." Chris accepted the advice gladly. Chris brought Autumn something to eat for breakfast, but Autumn showed no interest. She just lay on the bed, not moving one bit, looking out towards a far off place.

"Sam, what is wrong with Autumn? She looks troubled and really disturbed." Chris turned to Sam looking for answers. Sam frowned. He didn't know much but he reassured Chris anyway, "Maybe.. Autumn is just feeling unwell. We don't know. But I'm sure rest is all she needs. She will be better after a good one. So you do not need to worry one bit about her."

After the saline injection, Sam was told to get the medicine and arrange the discharge procedure for Autumn. After that, Sam accompanied Chris and Autumn back to Dream Garden. Sam was still not satisfied with Autumn's condition so he gave Chris instructions. "Chris, you should make sure that Autumn takes her meds as prescribed, especially at the correct times. If there is any issue or trouble at hand, you must let me know immediately and I will be here as soon as I can."

"Okay, I know what to do." Chris nodded gently and expressed her gratitude. "Sam, thanks a lot for your efforts in caring for Autumn. We would not have done it properly without your help. You have done a lot yesterday and today, and it must have used up a lot of your time and energy. You'd better get yourself a good rest. I will take good care of her from now on."

"Okay, I am confident that you will. I am leaving then. See you soon." Sam turned around, got on his car and drove away.

"Have a safe drive, " Chris called out after him. After that, she went back to her house to find that Autumn had already gone upstairs. At that moment, Gary came out of his room and asked about Autumn's condition. "Chris, what did the doctor say? Is she going to be okay?"

"She's okay. Nothing serious, " Chris replied calmly.

"But there is something wrong with Autumn, I suppose."

"My thoughts exactly!" Chris expressed her concern. "I have called Charles many times, only to be ignored. Finally, he turned his phone off. Something tells me that they may be having a very big, serious fight."

Gary frowned. "You may go upstairs to ask her what she wants to eat and I will tell Nancy to prepare it for her."

"It sounds good." Chris went upstairs to find Autumn lying on the bed in the darkness. She hadn't turned on any light. This sight saddened Chris. This once joyful room was now overcome with sorrow and hopelessness. Chris turned the light on and and jumped into the bed. "Autumn, what on earth happened to you? Can you tell me please?" she begged.

"I am okay." Autumn forced a pale smile. "Maybe I have been too tired trying to keep fit. All I need is a good rest."

"Did you... have a fight with Charles?" Chris asked Autumn, who, at the mere mention of Charles, became subtly uneasy. She managed a smile, but the flicker in her eyes was lost. She weakly said to Chris, "How could you think of that? Charles is far from here. It is impossible for us to argue and disagree over anything!"

"Really?" Chris was not convinced. She still suspected a serious rift between the couple.

"Of course!" The quiver and forced enthusiasm betrayed her smile. "I am still too tired to continue. Could you please let me take a rest for a while?"

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