She Left She Thrived She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 196

He pressed his forehead against hers, the heat transferring between them.

Preston frowned, his dark, deep eyes instantly filling with worry.

Just then, Melanie woke up.

She had been sleeping lightly, and her instincts sensed someone approaching, immediately pulling her from her shallow slumber.

When she opened her eyes, they met the incomparably handsome face of Preston.

Melanie was startled.

“I didn’t do anything to you,” Preston explained quickly, noticing the flicker of subconscious alarm in her eyes the moment she saw him.

Feeling that her reaction had hurt him, Melanie gave an awkward twitch of her lips, unsure of what to say.

Ever since his direct confession, Preston had been mentally prepared for Melanie to draw a clear line between them.

But things were better than he had imagined. She hadn't moved out and was still willing to live here.

For Melanie, Rosevale Heights was a one-in-a-million find in terms of its environment, location, and rent. She wasn’t sure she could find a better or more suitable place if she left.

As for Preston...

Although he had openly confessed his feelings, she didn't believe he would take advantage of the situation and do anything out of line.

If Preston had really wanted to, something would have likely already happened between them.

Melanie had at least that much trust and judgment of character.

Melanie tried to sit up, but Preston stopped her.

“Just lie still for now. You have a bit of a fever. I’ll go get a thermometer.”

After hearing his words, Melanie touched her forehead, a strange warmth spreading through her chest that had nothing to do with the fever.

So, was he checking her temperature with his forehead just now?

While getting the thermometer, Preston also brought Melanie a glass of warm water and a bottle of Calmorin.

101.3 degrees. She definitely had a fever.

Melanie felt pretty useless.

The development of the new anti-cancer drug had hit a wall, and now she was sick.

Under Preston's care, Melanie took the medicine, drank some water, and rested on the sofa under a blanket.

It was as if Preston knew she was putting all her energy into setting the stage for her divorce.

It was almost time...

The day when Dominic would be left with nothing and his reputation completely ruined...

It was coming soon!

Imagining that day, Melanie drifted off to sleep again without realizing it.

This time, with Preston beside her, she slept soundly.

Only when he heard her even breathing did Preston turn to see that she was fast asleep.

He touched her forehead. It was sweaty, and her temperature had dropped significantly.

This time, he didn't leave her on the sofa. Instead, he carefully lifted her into his arms.

Melanie wasn't heavy; in fact, she felt even lighter than the last time he'd carried her on his back.

Preston carried Melanie to the Master bedroom and placed her on the large bed.