Chapter 73 – Twisted Fate of a Billionaire’s Daughter Undercover

Looking at the white ceiling above her, she realized that she was only dreaming.

But it was by no means a good dream.

Ashlyn didn’t like reminiscing. This dream made her feel as if being cut off from the outside world for ages.

The curtains were still drawn, and the room was dark. She wiped the sweat off her forehead, got up, and changed her clothes before parting the curtains.

It was after eleven in the morning. The sun was shining bright.

Ashlyn stood at the French windows for a long time before she turned and went into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth.

She trembled as she splashed cold water on her face.

It was then she realized that she had a fever and that washing her face with cold water wasn’t good for her in her present condition.

Ashlyn looked in the mirror and found her pale, gaunt reflection looking back at her. She was really sick.

Her phone began to vibrate. She collected her thoughts before answering it. “Hello?”

“Are you okay?”

Devin’s worried voice greeted her. He frowned as he heard the hoarseness in her voice.

It wasn’t until Ashlyn heard him that she realized it was Devin. She cleared her throat and said, “What’s up?”

Devin didn’t answer her question but asked instead, “Did you catch a cold? Did you go to the hospital?”

His words gave Ashlyn a headache. She frowned as she said a little impatiently, “I’m hanging up.”

She then hung up, poured herself a glass of water, and settled down on the sofa to drink it.

She felt better once she had some water in her system. She ordered porridge and medicine online and leaned back on the sofa, watching the clock tick by.

When the doorbell rang, she thought it was the takeout she had ordered.

But she was surprised to see that it was Devin. “Devin?”

“You are not dreaming. It’s me,” Devin said with a smile. He raised a hand to feel her forehead. Ashlyn was slow to react and couldn’t avoid the touch.

The skin under his palm was so hot, he could tell that she had a fever.

Noticing her gaze, Devin looked down at her and said, “You’re looking at me so intently. Aren’t you afraid of falling in love with me?”

Ashlyn came to her senses and looked away. She took a step back and said, “I caught a cold. If there’s something you want to talk about, let’s do it later.”

She made to close the door, but Devin stretched out a hand and stopped her. “Can’t I come to you if I have nothing else to do? Why aren’t you going to the hospital, Ashlyn? Are you a kid?”

Ashlyn wasn’t as strong as him and she watched as he easily pushed the door open and walked in. He darted a glance at her, smiling as he said, “Get changed. I’ll take you to the hospital.”

He had barely finished speaking when a knock sounded on the door.

His eyebrows shot up as he turned to open the door.

“Hello, here’s your order. Enjoy your meal.”

Devin took the takeout and looked back at Ashlyn. “You haven’t eaten anything?”

Ashlyn sat down on the sofa.

Weak and dizzy, she wasn’t in the mood to talk to him.

Devin came over with the takeout and sat down next to her. He helped her open the takeout bag and said with a faint smile, “Do you have the strength to eat? If you don’t, I’ll feed you.”

“I’m not feeling well, Devin,” Ashlyn said, looking at him.

Devin stopped smiling at her words. “Then listen to me. Don’t move. I’ll feed you,” he said seriously.

Ashlyn went blank for a while.

Devin scooped up a spoon of porridge and brought it to her lips. “It’s not hot.”

The illness made Ashlyn slow on the uptake. She raised her head and looked at Devin. The sunlight just shone on his face and gave him an inexplicable tenderness.

Seeing that she was unresponsive, Devin touched her lips with the spoon, bringing her back to reality.

Ashlyn came to her senses. She opened her mouth and ate the spoon of porridge.

As he had said, it was not hot.

The cold made Ashlyn very uncomfortable and somewhat muddleheaded. After taking the first bite, she didn’t refuse to let Devin feed her anymore.

Ashlyn ate up the porridge in silence. Devin tried not to bore her with any unnecessary conversation. “Thank you,” she muttered after she took her final swallow.

As Devin watched Ashlyn’s face, he didn’t fail to notice how red her cheeks looked since she was having a fever. However, she looked more approachable than usual.

“Anytime.” Devin gently touched her forehead with his palm, clicking his tongue. “We must get you to the hospital.”

Ashlyn felt hot all over. When Devin’s cool hand fell on her forehead, she felt comfortable.

“I don’t want to. Once I take the medicine I ordered online, I will be very much better,” Ashlyn said as she shook her head. The bowl of porridge made her feel better.

Immediately after she finished speaking, they heard a knock on the door.

The delivery guy had brought the medicine Ashlyn had ordered. When Devin collected the medicine from him, he threw it into the trash can. “What is it about hospitals that you are so afraid of?”

He bent down and looked at Ashlyn with a small smile. “Come with me. Or would you mind if I carry you in my arms and take you there?”

Ashlyn looked at him for a while. She could not deny that he was right. She nodded gently and sat up.

Her eyes misted because her nose was stuffed up. This made her appear unusually vulnerable in front of Devin.

“Let me get my coat.”

Devin flashed her a satisfactory smile and said, “Okay.”

Ashlyn was among the few residents of Courtbush who had caught a cold and were visiting the hospital. There was no cause for alarm, however, for it was March, a season of late spring coldness.

As Ashlyn and Devin arrived, they were told by one of the nurses that registration was no longer available. Ashlyn breathed a sigh of relief. “I guess the doctors have called it a day. I’ll just go back home, take my medicine, and have a good rest.”

Ashlyn had always had a strong immune system. Her sudden illness resulted from a cold bath last night. She had been deep in thought for a long time, and as a result, the water went cold.

“Don’t tell me you are scared of seeing a doctor?” Devin teased.

“Of course not.”

Ashlyn felt dizzy from her snuffling nose and sneezed into a tissue.

“Alright.”

Devin stepped aside to make a call. When he was done, he took Ashlyn’s hand and headed to another consulting room.

Fortunately for Ashlyn, Devin had a doctor friend in the hospital. When they entered the doctor’s office, the doctor’s eyes lit up. He looked at Devin and the two of them exchanged a knowing look.

“How are you feeling today, Miss Ramos?” the doctor asked gently.

“I’m currently down with a fever. It started last night when I exposed myself to cold. My nose is also blocked. But I’m sure I don’t need any infusion. I will feel better soon.” Ashlyn spoke.

Devin smiled at her words. He had anticipated her to give the doctor such a response.

The doctor kept a neutral face. “You won’t be having an infusion. I will prescribe some medicine for you which you will take for three days. If you are not better after the dose, then you will be placed on a drip.”

“Thank you, doctor,” Ashlyn said and grabbed her handbag. As soon as she stood up, her feet wobbled. However, Devin was quick to hold her in his strong arms, preventing her from hitting the floor.

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