The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 601

But the worst-case scenario happened anyway.

Lance spiked a fever at three in the morning, burning up so badly he was completely delirious. He was in terrible shape.

The bodyguards noticed something was wrong and immediately called him. "Boss, you need a hospital. I'll drive you right now."

Lance furrowed his striking brows, his voice incredibly hoarse. "No need."

The bodyguard was deeply concerned. "But if you keep pushing through this, it's going to end badly."

Lance's tone hardened. "I said no. Keep your mouths shut."

Bodyguard: "...Yes, sir."

The next day.

Nathalie left her room. She had adjusted her mindset and planned to mail her purchased souvenirs to Cabinda. The moment she stepped out, she ran into Lance coming out of the room next door.

"Cough, cough."

The handsome man looked incredibly pale. He covered his mouth and coughed twice before looking at her. "Did you sleep well?"

Nathalie furrowed her brows, staring at his pallor. "What's wrong with you?"

Lance's dark eyes lit up, his lips curving into a faint smile. "Are you worried about me? I feel awful. I think I have a fever. Do you want to feel my forehead?"

He stepped closer, reaching out to take her hand.

Nathalie dodged his touch, her tone ice-cold. "If you want to court death, that's your problem."

With that, she turned and walked toward the exit.

Lance's face grew even paler, a self-mocking smile touching his lips. "But... I really do feel terrible, Nathalie. I'm not lying to you."

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