Trouble in Paradise (Arianna and Nicholas) novel Chapter 557

Resigned, I shut my eyes as a deafening noise erupted from the balcony. The sound of shattering glass followed immediately, sharp and grating.

Nicholas appeared in my line of sight, his gaze dark and menacing. Glass shards fell from his clothes as he strode forward. He shook his jacket irritatedly before finally yanking it off and tossing it to the ground.

"You…" I barely managed a syllable before my vision blurred completely.

I vaguely remembered resisting his touch with every fiber of my being when his restrained voice questioned harshly, "If I don't hold you now, should I wait until it's time to collect your corpse?"

That damned man…

Nicholas carried me into the bedroom and gently laid me on the bed. I felt the mattress sink sharply beside me as he sat down and called the doctor.

His deep voice rumbled as he described my condition. "Yes. She has a fever. She drank last night and probably caught a chill."

As he spoke, his hand gripped mine tightly. In my daze, I almost thought his body heat was higher than mine.

Once the call ended, he began arranging for the broken glass to be replaced, cleaners to come over, and food to be delivered. Only after ensuring everything was taken care of did he set his phone aside.

"You're in poor health and still drink excessively. No more of that from now on."

I couldn't help but retort, "I didn't drink that much."

The more I thought about why my body had become this fragile, the more aggrieved I felt. Tears spilled uncontrollably.

"Can't take a single word of criticism?" Nicholas sighed as he pulled a tissue from the bedside table to wipe away my tears.