Chapter 364
Chapter 364
If there was ever a next time, he couldn’t forgive himself without even needing Francis to step in.
He reached for the showerhead nearby and instructed Sherilyn, “Close your eyes and lean back slightly. I’ll wash your hair for you.”
Sherilyn wasn’t surprised by the gesture. Since that first night at the Golden Oak Manor, he had always taken care of her like this afterward. It felt strange at first, but after a while, it became routine. She figured this was just Mr. Gilbert’s way of showing affection. Over the years, she wondered how many women he had done it for.
After washing her hair, when she had soaked long enough, he lifted her out, wrapped her in a dry towel, and carried her back to the bed. He dried her hair. Only then did he bring out the ointment.
“What’s this?” Sherilyn frowned, always reluctant to take medications. “I told you don’t need
medication.”
“It’s not something you eat.” Gilbert treated her reluctance like that of a child’s aversion to medicine.
The doctor had mentioned her fever wasn’t too serious. If she didn’t want to take anything, she should drink plenty of water and get lots of rest, and they would see how she felt later. He was willing to indulge her. But the ointment was non–negotiable.
“You don’t have to eat this.” Holding her wrist gently, Gilbert coaxed, “Just apply it where it hurts. Weren’t you just wincing in pain a moment ago?”
Sherilyn considered for a moment. If she kept refusing, might it raise his suspicions?
Sherilyn said, “I… I’m thirsty. Could you get me a glass of warm milk, please?”
“No problem,” Gilbert agreed immediately, “I’ll get it after I apply the ointment…”
“Are you going or not?” Sherilyn’s patience was thin, quickly getting irritated.
She was still sick, her eyes and cheeks slightly flushed. It was hard to tell if her eyes were brimming with tears or fire, but they looked ready to ignite, so vivid and lively.
Gilbert felt his heart skip a beat, his mouth dry, swallowing hard. How could he refuse her anything? “Alright, I’ll go now.”
Immediately after Gilbert left, Sherilyn opened the medicine box and carefully read the instructions. It was safe for pregnant women. She breathed a sigh of relief. There was no problem then. Even if she wasn’t pregnant, she was in a state of preparation for it and couldn’t take medication lightly.
When Gilbert returned with the milk, he found the room filled with the scent of medicine.
He handed the glass to Sherilyn. “Did you apply the ointment yourself?”
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“Hmm.” Sherilyn held the milk, sipping it slowly as it was still hot.
Gilbert was worried. “Did you apply it everywhere? Why didn’t you wait for me?”
Sherilyn smirked, “I got it everywhere. It wasn’t hard.”
After finishing her milk, she handed him the empty glass.
Taking the glass, Gilbert asked, “Want some vegetable broth? I also made some pancakes. Fancy a bite?”
“Not now,” Sherilyn waved off, lacking energy. “I just want to sleep.”
As she–spoke, she had laid down. Gilbert didn’t insist. He ensured she was covered, then placed an ice pack under her arm. “Then sleep. I’ll be right here on the couch. Call me if you need anything.”
Sherilyn didn’t respond but turned away from him.
Gilbert chuckled softly, ‘Still upset, huh? No matter, she’s here now, and I’ll take the time to make things right.
He turned off the ceiling light, leaving only the wall lamp on.
Sherilyn tried to sleep, aware that he had settled on the couch, presumably to work. As she drifted off, she heard him get up and head to the bathroom. Shortly after, he returned. The bed dipped as Gilbert scooted closer and wrapped his arms around her from behind.