Rachel avoided contact with William for the rest of the night. He kept trying to draw near to her, and she had to suppress the disgust rising in her chest as much as she could. William, sensing her resistance, tilted her face toward him. “What is it? Do you feel unwell or something?”

Rachel had to make up an excuse. “I’m having my period, and my stomach is cramping.”

William furrowed his brows as he glanced at the calendar. “Didn’t your period end on the 12th?”

Rachel sat stunned. Her period ended on the 2nd, not the 12th.

Whose period did he take note of?

Come to think of it, who else could it be but Samantha’s?

Rachel didn’t expose him and instead surmised, “It’s probably getting irregular because something’s wrong with my body.”

William covered her abdomen with a warm palm. “Is it cramping very badly? Should I get a hot water bottle and a warm cup of tea?”

Rachel’s period wasn’t actually here, but she wanted to see if William would really do as he suggested. She furrowed her brows. “Yes, please. Thank you.”

William pinched her cheeks lovingly. “There’s no need to be so polite with your husband.”

Rachel forced a smile. “It’s only right to show my appreciation.”

William got changed, about to head out, when his phone buzzed. His phone was still at the bedside table, and Rachel saw from the corner of her eyes that it was Samantha calling.

He probably didn’t expect Samantha to be calling at two in the morning.

Rachel said reassuringly, “Answer the call. You’re the only one she can depend on, especially if she has an emergency.”

William took the call. “What’s the matter, calling me so late?”

“William, can you please come over? I think I have a fever. My head hurts and I feel terrible.”

William furrowed his brows. Rachel could see the worry and anxiety in his eyes; he was wishing he could teleport to Samantha straight away.

“Did you take your temperature? Apply a cold towel to your forehead.”

“I’ve already done so, but I still feel very bad. I think my temperature is around 40 degrees.”

Samantha sounded as though she was on the verge of breaking down, her tone weak and pitiful. Anyone’s heart would break upon hearing her voice.

That was probably the difference between her and Samantha. Samantha knew how to be weak and vulnerable, while Rachel would always try to solve her own problems by herself.

William pondered for a moment before agreeing, “Got it. Wait for me.”

Rachel’s heart turned cold at his words. The moment Samantha opened her mouth, she was doomed to be defeated. Samantha’s voice suddenly sounded more lively and energetic at the prospect of William heading over.

“Okay, I’ll wait for you! William, you must come.”

After hanging up, William kept his phone in his pocket and approached Rachel.

“Rachel, Samantha has a fever, and she’s all alone at home. Her fever is quite bad, so I must head over and take a look.”

Rachel forced a smile and looked up at him. William was trying hard to mask it, but she could still see the concern and anxiety in his eyes.

Since he was so worried about Samantha, what reason did she have to stop him from going over?

Her voice rang in the night, calm and cold. “Go ahead. She still has to attend the banquet with you tomorrow evening. I probably won’t be able to in my current state.”

William patted her shoulder. “Wait for me at home. I’ll be back in a jiffy.”

Rachel looked at William as he walked out the door, a sardonic look in her eyes.

Wait for him?

She would probably only see him the next morning.