Chapter 296 Hospital Visit
In the dead of night, Chandler was burning up with a fever. As a patient, he should have been resting peacefully in bed. However, Meryl, who was attending to him with extraordinary care, found herself caught in an unexpected situation. While she was gently wiping his body, Chandler suddenly pulled her towards him, pinning her down and kissing her passionately.
“Chandler, what are you doing?” Meryl exclaimed, stunned by the turn of events.
Chandler’s weight was firmly pressed against her, leaving Meryl in complete shock. She tried to speak, but Chandler took advantage of the moment, his lips and tongue claiming hers.
“No, don’t do this. You’re sick. Can’t you just rest?” Meryl protested, turning her head to escape the kiss.
But it was hard to ignore how Chandler’s feverish state gave him a certain undeniable allure. His eyes, half-closed, were filled with an intense, electric gaze that was difficult to resist.
“I told you, this little injury isn’t a big deal for me. Don’t you believe me? I’ll prove it to you,” Chandler insisted, his voice low and almost seductive.
Meryl’s face flushed deeply. She wasn’t into the idea of fighting battles in bed together or anything like that. Yet Chandler was relentless, repeatedly kissing her with a fervor that was both maddening and mesmerizing.
As Chandler’s lips deprived her of oxygen, he whispered, “Mrs. Aniston, if I want to ease the pain, this is the best way.”
Meryl was at a loss for words. She thought, “Does Chandler seriously think of me as a painkiller?” She didn’t want to deal with Chandler’s misbehavior while he was sick, but he was insistent, using every possible tactic to seduce her.
Chandler, who usually appeared so serious, was surprisingly bold and reckless behind closed doors. In two words, he was “quietly passionate.” In the end, Meryl didn’t even know how Chandler managed to persuade her, but his feverish state made every touch feel urgent and charged. Each movement elicited a muffled groan from him, leaving her uncertain whether it was due to his injury or something else. His hoarse, low voice in her ear was dangerously enticing. The most troubling part was his injury was in his lower back. So, as he held Meryl close, his touch was surprisingly gentle.
That night, Meryl experienced an intense and different kind of passion from Chandler. Exhausted, she eventually fell into a deep sleep. When she woke up, she found Chandler still burning up with a fever. Worried about the possibility of an infection, Meryl gave him some fever reducers she had on hand. A few hours later, his fever subsided, but Meryl wasn’t completely at ease. At first light, she decided to take Chandler to the hospital for a thorough check-up.
She rented a wheelchair at the outpatient department and pushed Chandler into the hospital building. Chandler, not wanting Meryl to tire herself out running around, insisted she wait in the room while he was wheeled off by Walter.
While waiting, Meryl took the opportunity to reflect on the abduction incident from the previous day. She was certain Lydia was behind it, and possibly Rocky, the foster brother from the foster family. Meryl was not about to let Lydia get away with this.
Learning that Lydia was also in the hospital, Meryl decided to visit her room. After getting Lydia’s room number, she headed there directly.