Tangled Temptations novel Chapter 123

Eloise was lying quietly on the snow-white pillow.

Probably because of her illness, her body and voice became noticeably soft. "I don't wanna go to the hospital."

She felt like she’d die of embarrassment if she had to go to the hospital for this.

Harvey gently brushed his hand over her face, then picked up his phone from the bedside table and dialed a number.

"Denise, get me a doctor."

"Sure. We're at room 3601."

"No, it's not me. Eloise is sick."

Denise on the other end of the phone was stunned, not knowing how to react.

Why weren't they at home but at a hotel?

The behavior of Harvey took him by surprise.

Denise, being an old hand in the business, quickly got in touch with a reliable family doctor and personally accompanied him.

When they arrived at the hotel room, Harvey greeted them at the door.

Before the doctor could say anything, Harvey frowned and asked. "Why is it a male doctor?"

Denise was taken aback. Harvey hadn't specified if he wanted a male or female doctor.

Harvey didn't let them in. "Get a female doctor, preferably experienced, and... she should be able to keep a secret."

He knew Eloise was very conscious of her image.

Denise, being sharp, quickly switched to a well-known gynecologist in the city, who was indeed competent. She prescribed some oral medication, sparing Eloise the IV drip.

By noon, Eloise's fever had subsided.

But her energy was greatly drained, and she became very sleepy.

Denise didn't leave. He tidied up the hotel suite, his mind full of confusion as he cleaned.

Harvey stayed in the bedroom.

He sat on the couch, dealt with some work, and then went over to check on Eloise, gently touching her hand.

Her fingers were slender and soft, showing that she seldom did housework. But since she moved into his apartment, he had given the housemaid a break. Therefore, all the household chores were done by Eloise, and she never complained.

Harvey suddenly remembered their early days of living together.

Back then, a single glance from him would make Eloise blush.

He knew she liked him.

But now, her face rarely reddened in his presence. Instead, it was last night when Landon called her "honey" that she blushed and saw the shyness he recognized.

Just thinking about it made Harvey feel a bit overwhelmed.

At four in the afternoon, he took Eloise back to the apartment. She still felt unwell and a bit nauseated.

Denise called the doctor again.

The doctor said it was because she had taken the morning-after pill.

Harvey dismissed everyone else, returned to the bedroom, and looked at Eloise, who looked pale and was leaning against the pillow. He couldn't help but recall last night, when he was indeed overwhelmed with desire and enjoying himself more than ever before.

But now that Eloise was sick, he regretted it a bit.

He walked over, gently touched her face, and said, "I won't make you take that again."

Eloise felt embarrassed and turned her face away.

Harvey bowed his head and kissed her gently. It was a long kiss, and it wasn’t until a faint blush appeared on her face that he let go.

Eloise looked up at him, her eyes shimmering with tears.

She whispered. "Harvey, you should stop this."

They had established a tacit understanding between them.

But after all this time, the woman in his heart had returned, and he seemed to enjoy his ambiguous relationship with Joan.

Eloise felt he should let her go. It would be better for that woman and him, and everyone would be better off.

Harvey didn't say anything and was just looking at her silently.

He wasn't satisfied yet.

How could he be satisfied? All he wanted right now was to sleep with her.