Heavy rain started to fall in Lexingport City during the middle of the night as the leaves rustled against the strong winds.
It was late autumn, and the temperature had dropped significantly. When Michelle got up and lifted her quilt, she felt the sudden urge to sneeze. Her nose was clogged, and she had difficulty breathing.
She forgot to close the window last night, leaving a puddle on the floor beside the window. The champagne roses in the vase weren't left unscathed by the wind. The petals of the roses got wet, while a few broke off and fell to the table.
Upon seeing it, Michelle felt sorry for the flowers. She immediately closed the window and moved the flowers to a dry area. Then, she went to the bathroom and got a mop to clean up the puddle.
Elaine had prepared breakfast beforehand and knocked on the guest room's door. In less than a second, the door opened and she was greeted by an energetic Leon. Behind him, it seemed that he had already tidied up his room. "Good morning, Mrs. He."
"Good morning. Let's go downstairs and eat breakfast."
Elaine turned around and knocked on her daughter's room again. Leon stopped and glanced at the wooden board hanging on the door, with the words "Michelle's room" scribbled on it.
She knocked a few more times, but no one was answering. With no other choice, Elaine twisted the doorknob, pushed the door open, and came in. Since she didn't fully open the door, Leon wasn't able to see Michelle.
'She must still be sleeping, ' he thought as a gentle smile formed on his face.
Although he didn't see her, he did see a vase on the floor. The champagne roses that it contained looked as though they had already withered.
Leon narrowed his eyes.
He heard the voices of Elaine and Michelle coming from the room, but he didn't pay much attention to it and proceeded downstairs.
After a while, they both went downstairs. Michelle came out first, with her head looking down. Elaine was right behind her and was saying, "Michelle, did you hear what I just said? You must close the window before going to bed, or else you will catch a cold!"
"Okay, Mom. I got it." Michelle nodded her head.
Meanwhile, Adams was reading the newspaper. When he heard the both of them talking, he looked up at his daughter and said, "We have cold medication here at home. Make a cup to drink in case you catch a cold."
"Yes, I'll get it." Elaine turned around to get the medicine.
Although Michelle had taken the medicine, she still felt sick and sleepy while she was at work. Caroline noticed her groggy state and slightly shook her to wake her up. Accidentally, she touched Michelle's forehead, and it felt hot against her hand.
When Caroline realized that she had a high fever, she immediately sent her to the hospital. It was a stroke of luck that she approached her as early as she did.
When they got to the hospital, Caroline continued watching over her. While she was still unconscious, Michelle grabbed her hand and called her "Leon."
While other people were weak whenever they were sick, the opposite seemed to apply to Michelle as she tightly clutched Caroline's hand. She tried to withdraw her arm, but her grip was too strong.
Caroline was now stuck and had no other choice but to sit beside her bed and accompany her.
Caroline thought about the name that Michelle called her. She wondered who the man was. She didn't have the password to Michelle's phone, so she had no way of contacting him.
She got the numbers of Michelle's parents from the personnel department, but when she called them, they didn't answer. She didn't know that no communication device was allowed in her parents' workplace.
Worried about leaving Michelle by herself in the hospital, Caroline decided to stay and take care of her.
The entire ward was eerily silent. There were only two beds, and the other one was empty. After a long while, Michelle finally let go of Caroline's hand. When she stood up to move, a blaring sound broke the silence.
She noticed that Michelle's phone was ringing. She picked it up and saw the words "My Brother" flashing on the screen.
When she saw the caller ID, she thought it was weird. People didn't usually place the word "my" when naming their contacts, as though that person was an object that belonged to them.
"Hello. Are you Michelle's brother? She's here in the hospital and has a high fever."
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