The Wrong Girl and the Wronged Girl (Stella and Ethan) novel Chapter 422

Chapter 422 Physical Cooling and Desert Orders

Chapter 422 Physical Cooling and Desert Orders

Tessa instinctively turned her head–she’d accidentally touched one of Victor’s injuries.

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She glanced at it for only a second before quickly looking away and continuing the task. She wiped his upper body, then moved lower.

By the time she got to his lower half, she’d turned her head so far away she could barely see what she was doing.

Then, suddenly–her wrist was grabbed.

Tessa froze.

“What are you doing?”

Victor’s voice, hoarse from fever, broke the silence like a blade.

Tessa turned back slowly and met his bloodshot eyes.

Even now, with his body burning up, his gaze carried that same unrelenting pressure. Tessa swallowed hard.

“P–Physical cooling,” she stammered.

As her eyes drifted downward, she realized exactly where the towel in her hand was… currently placed.

She went completely blank.

True, she hadn’t yanked off his underwear like he had with her towel the other night.

There was some coverage. Technically.

But barely.

She looked at him, panicked. “You were burning up, and the fever medicine wasn’t working, so I…”

Victor’s grip on her wrist tightened.

His red, fevered eyes burned into her like a beast sizing up prey.

Tessa gulped again.

Lowering her head, she whispered, “I tried calling your people. None of them picked up.”

If she’d gotten through, none of this would’ve happened.

“You–can you let me go now?”

She was panicking.

Surely he didn’t think she was trying to take advantage of him, right? She wasn’t that kind of animal.

Eventually, Victor released her.

Overwhelmed by the fever, he soon fell asleep again.

Tessa, worried the heat might cause serious complications, continued wiping him down two more times.

By the third round, the fever finally broke.

Exhausted, she collapsed at the side of his bed and fell asleep there.

The next morning.

Victor didn’t wake until after 9 a.m.

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He stirred only when someone knocked on the door.

“Victor. It’s me.”

Lewis’s voice echoed from outside.

Victor sat up–only to see Tessa sleeping beside him, head resting against the bed.

Her hair was an absolute mess, like it had been stirred by a hurricane. She must’ve tossed and turned in her sleep.

“Victor? I’m coming in-”

Hearing no response, Lewis opened the door and walked right in.

The moment he stepped in, he was met with Victor’s very unwelcoming glare.

Even more shocking–he saw Victor pulling the blanket over a woman lying next to him.

What the hell happened last night?

His brain jammed instantly.

Crap… the boss has a woman now? That means we can’t just barge in here like we used to.

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Wait–if he’d been knocking so long, why didn’t Victor say anything? Why was he looking at him like he wanted to kill him?

Lewis swallowed. “I–I knocked! I swear I knocked hard!”

“Out.”

Victor’s voice was low and icy.

Lewis flinched and nodded rapidly. “Right. I’m out. I’m so far out I’m practically on another continent.”

He backed out and shut the door behind him with great care.

Inside, only Victor and Tessa remained.

She was still fast asleep, completely drained from caring for him the night before.

The water basin she’d used to cool him was still at the bedside. Even when Victor carefully lifted her onto the bed, she didn’t stir.

He glanced at her small, delicate face and instinctively reached out to pull the blanket higher over her.

Downstairs.

Lewis rushed up to Silas, whispering with urgency, “I’m telling you, that is Victor’s woman.”

Silas looked at him with an unreadable expression.

That look clearly said, figure it out for yourself.

Lewis insisted, “I’m being serious.”

Silas, unfazed, said, “I’ve got news for you.”

“What news?”

“Eddie’s probably getting sent to the desert.”

Lewis’s jaw dropped. “You’re kidding. That’s basically a death sentence!”

Eddie, with his germophobia?

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And Boss wanted to send him to the driest place on Earth?

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The Mambia Desert was infamous for its harsh drought–there could be ten years without rain and no one would even blink.

Sending Eddie there would kill him with discomfort alone.

Silas added, “I have a feeling Victor’s going to send you along too.”