Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 386

**TITLE: The Billionaire’s Last Obsession series 386**
**CONTENT: Chapter 386 The Broken Lillian**

The atmosphere in the house felt heavy, punctuated only by the quiet movements of the servants who scurried about, their expressions a mix of concern and determination, yet they maintained a respectful silence, as if the very walls could hear their unspoken worries.

Louis entered the room, his presence commanding yet gentle, where a couple of maids were delicately tending to Lillian’s needs. They worked with a tenderness that spoke volumes about their affection for her. Meanwhile, Sebastian stood like a statue at the bathroom door, his body tense, every muscle coiled with anxiety. It was as if he were a guardian, unwilling to move from his post, yet trapped in a turmoil of emotions.

“You should go wash up,” Louis suggested softly, his voice barely above a whisper. “Miss Lillian will be fine. She still needs you to care for her, and if you collapse now, who’s going to take care of her then?” His words hung in the air, a gentle nudge toward self-preservation that seemed to penetrate Sebastian’s fog of despair.

After a moment of hesitation, Sebastian turned, his shoulders slumping slightly as he made his way back to his own room. The silence was palpable, punctuated only by the distant sound of water running in the bathroom.

When he finally returned, he found Lillian already cleaned and nestled comfortably in bed, her face serene beneath the soft, white covers, a stark contrast to the chaos that had engulfed her moments before.

Dr. Will was just finishing up his examination, his brow furrowed in concentration.

“How is she?” Sebastian asked, urgency lacing his tone as he approached the bedside, his heart pounding in his chest.

Dr. Will removed his stethoscope with a sigh. “Her fever is very high. The fainting spell was likely triggered by emotional strain. For now, she needs an IV drip. We’ll monitor her throughout the night. If there are no complications, she should recover with some rest. As for her hands—there are many small cuts. It’s best to keep them dry for now.”

Sebastian’s breath caught in his throat. “Her hands?” He rushed to her side, his eyes widening as he finally noticed the swollen, reddened fingers, each one adorned with tiny wounds he had missed in the dim light of the cemetery.

“Nothing serious,” Dr. Will reassured him, sensing his distress. “She’ll be fine with a little care.”

Sebastian nodded, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly. “Start the drip.”

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