Chapter 463

Taking a bath on the day of an injury, no matter how strong one’s body, was impossible. ‘Does Mr. Moretti’s compulsive need for cleanliness really mean he can’t even endure this little bit?’ Cecil wondered.

Ella said, “Um, how about you come over? I can’t take care of him like that.”

Cecil replied, “Don’t worry. Once he has a fever, he’ll be very docile and won’t trouble you too much.”

Ella was stunned. It was obvious Cecil didn’t understand her.

“He’s all yours,” Cecil said, and without waiting for Ella to respond, he hung up the phone.

Ella was stunned. According to Cecil, Lorenzo was definitely going to have a fever tonight. But there was no way she could take care of him like that; it would be inappropriate. She had wanted to ask Stephanie to send someone over, but she hadn’t had the chance to mention it. With no other option, she tried calling back the number that had just called her.

However, after a few attempts, there was no answer. Ella muttered, “Huh? Why isn’t anyone answering?”

If sending someone from Stephanie’s side required Lorenzo’s approval, then what about Lorenzo’s own subordinates? Surely they wouldn’t pose any danger, and he wouldn’t refuse, right? Ella pondered.

As she thought this, Ella tried calling again, but Cecil still didn’t pick up. She was taken aback. ‘What is going on?’ She had answered the call when it came in, but now she couldn’t get through no matter what. It was confusing.

There had to be one more person tonight. With no other choice, Ella had to go upstairs and ask Lorenzo if he would allow Stefi to send someone over. Learning from her previous experience, she was even more cautious this time. She knocked on the door and only pushed it open after hearing Lorenzo’s response.

She didn’t go inside but stood at the doorway. “Mr. Lorenzo, Stefi said she could send a servant over. Is that okay?”

It was such a hassle. She hadn’t expected to encounter such a difficult man to please.

Lorenzo raised an eyebrow. “No.”

Ella was silent. ‘Does he have to refuse so flatly?’

“Then, can one of your own subordinates come over?” Ella said, thinking, ‘If not someone from Stefi, then surely one of his own people would be acceptable!’

However, the response she received was still the same firm word: “No.”

Ella was taken aback. With all these “no’s,” she didn’t know what to do. ‘Am I really going to physically cool him down when he has a high fever? No way. That is absolutely out of the question,’ she thought.

“What if you have a fever tonight?” she asked.

Lorenzo fell silent. Upon hearing this, he glanced at Ella. Ella felt a bit uneasy under his gaze and instinctively swallowed hard. “The person who just removed the bullet for you said you shouldn’t take a bath tonight, and that you’ll definitely have a fever after bathing.”

Lorenzo listened to her extremely nervous tone and looked at her big, blinking eyes. She was standing at the doorway; Lorenzo could still see the length and curl of her eyelashes even from the distance, thanks to the lighting. She was small in stature, with a tiny face full of anxiety.

A hint of an inexplicable emotion flickered in Lorenzo’s eyes. He smiled slightly and asked, “What else did they say?”

“They also said that if you have a fever, it’s highly likely that the fever-reducing medicine won’t work, and you’ll need physical cooling,” Ella said.

The repeated emphasis meant that the medicine probably wasn’t effective on him; otherwise, Cecil wouldn’t keep mentioning it.

Lorenzo was somewhat shocked when he heard about physical cooling. His mind also flashed back to the scene from the night before last. At that time, even Eric couldn’t send over a reliable servant, and he didn’t want to trouble Stephanie.

Thinking about how she had curled up into a ball, Lorenzo couldn’t help but take another look at Ella.