The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1023

Everyone was astonished.

It was Jean who came in to check on the situation. In that critical moment, he held her in his arms, exclaiming, “Neera! Neera!”

Seeing her face as pale as paper, Jean felt as if something was gripping his heart. His heart skipped a beat as he called her name aloud.

Yet, the person lying on his chest did not react at all.

The crowd, who had just regained their senses, were terrified and rushed forward to check.

They were relieved to learn that it was not a grave situation. “Mr. Beauvort, don't worry. Nancy is likely just overly exhausted and temporarily unconscious. She should be fine once we give her some fluids and let her rest well.”

Jean's facial features were taut, his chin slightly pulled in, and he nodded a bit stiffly.

Despite that, Neera developed a high fever and fell seriously ill in the middle of the night.

She had truly been too exhausted these past two months.

After a long period of research and treatment, coupled with a hectic work routine, she had been working nonstop. In the end, her body just could not keep up with it anymore.

Jean stayed by her side and refused to leave even for a moment.

His heart ached as if it were being torn apart when he watched her cheeks flush an unnatural red and her lips turn pale.

Her fragility rendered him powerless, with nothing but a heart heavy with anguish.

Neera did not wake up all night, and her fever showed no signs of subsiding.

As dawn broke, Jean's anxiety intensified. He had no option but to summon the medical team. “Why hasn't her fever subsided after an entire night?”

His face was stern and cold, his voice harsh, even carrying a hint of malice.

The staff member was so terrified that he was at a loss for words, trembling uncontrollably.

Although he understood that Jean's behavior stemmed from concern for Neera's condition rather than genuine hostility toward him, he was still so terrified that his heart trembled.

The man's expression was just too terrifying.

Fortunately, at that moment, Isabella received the news and hurried to the scene. She intervened with the medical staff, extricating him from the situation and allowing him to leave first.

Next, she stepped forward to check on Neera.

“She currently has a high fever. Let's employ a physiological method to lower her temperature for the time being. We also need to cleanse certain parts of her body with alcohol.” After explaining, she turned to Jean and asked, “Would you like to do it, or should I?”

Jean was taken aback.

It would not be appropriate for him to administer the cooling treatment by wiping her body.

With that thought in mind, he spoke in a deep voice. “It's better if you do it. I'll step out and wait.”

Isabelle hummed in response.

Without much hesitation, Isabella said, “Please arrange for a basin of warm water, alcohol, and a towel.”

In no time, the staff brought in the items needed for the job and then stepped out.

Isabella's heart ached when she saw Neera in such a state. She gently undid Neera's clothes and carefully wiped her down.

Given Neera's unconscious state and her weakened, limp body, Isabella could not handle it alone. She had no option but to step outside and call for Jean. “Could you come in and give me a hand, please? I can't turn her over by myself.”

Jean, who was waiting in the hallway, hesitated when he heard that. He stood still, unsure whether to go in or not.

At that moment, realization dawned on Isabella that the two of them had not advanced their relationship to the next level.

However, given the current unique circumstances, it was not the right time to have so many reservations.

Isabella immediately inquired, “You've proposed to her, haven't you? You do plan to marry her eventually, don't you? What's your hesitation? Or you just don't want to take responsibility?”

Jean immediately denied it. “Of course not.”

Having said that, he pursed his lips and strode in.

The two of them quickly sprang into action. Jean helped Neera sit up where Isabella took off her clothes and helped her wipe her body.

During the process, Jean subconsciously shifted his gaze elsewhere.

Isabella noticed, thinking to herself that this man was quite the gentleman.

As for Jean, he seemed remarkably composed on the surface, not uttering a word, but his heart was racing at an alarmingly fast pace.

The most intimate moments he had shared with Neera were nothing more than her helping him satisfy his sexual needs with her hands.

In reality, he hardly barely touched her.

Firstly, he refrained from touching her, fearing that he might not be able to control himself.

Secondly, he held deep affection for her, and as a result, he treated her with the utmost respect in every way.

If she were shy and could not overcome that obstacle, he would never overstep his boundaries, not until she willingly allowed him to take the next step.

That was why he was in extreme agony at this moment.

Although he was concerned about her and tried not to let those feelings consume him, witnessing the woman he loved enduring it all right before his eyes made it difficult to suppress those thoughts, just like any other man.

Fortunately, Isabella was swift. It did not take her long to finish the wiping process, after which she assisted Neera in getting dressed once more.

Neera was oblivious, leaning gently against Jean, her body burning hot as if it were a furnace.

Due to her fever, she was in agony all over her body. Even in her delirium, she remained restless, occasionally letting out soft moans.

Jean could not help but feel profound sympathy for Neera as he observed her suffering. He wished he could swap places with her and bear the illness in her stead.