Chapter 393 'This kiss must be a dream, right? '

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She held her breath and didn't dare to move.

William Walton endured it until he scratched her nose.

"I'm hungry. Come, let's go eat."

He got up and walked to the door with his hands in his pockets.

She exhaled.

William Walton turned around and asked, "Were you expecting something just now?"

She raised her head to look at him in the mirror and said, "I don't have any."

"Then why are you still sitting there? Let's go eat."

"Ah? Oh, I'm coming."

She got up and trotted out after him.

Just now …

She did think he was going to kiss her.

She must have been seen through.

Heavens, this was too embarrassing.

Deep into the night, Laura suddenly felt a little cold.

She got up and covered herself with the covers.

However, it did not seem to be able to be relieved.She stood up, left the room in a daze, and went to grab the blanket from William Walton's room.

With the two air—conditioned quilts over her head, she still felt cold.

Hearing movement, William Walton got up.

Seeing that she was trembling under the quilt, he got off the bed, went around to her side, and pressed his hand on her arm.

"Laura?"

"Hmm?"

She opened her eyes and looked at him in the darkness.

She said in a daze, "Why did you get up?"

"What's wrong with you? Why are you trembling all the time?"

She sat up and covered herself with a blanket.

"I feel very cold."

"Cold?"

He reached up and touched her forehead.

It was a little hot.

"Wait a moment."

He got up and left the room. Not long later, he brought back the electronic thermometer and measured her body temperature.

38.5 °.

"Laura, you have a fever."

He stood up and picked up his phone to call the Butler.

"Have the doctor come over. Laura has a fever."

She said, "I'm fine. I'll cover myself with a few more layers of blankets in a while. I'll be fine after a nap."

"This won't do, you have to take a cold seriously. If it gets serious, don't talk about the pain yourself, it will also spread to the child, don't you think?"

When William Walton said this, she did not dare resist.

She turned her head to look at Wal and said, "Take Wal to sleep tonight, I'll go next door."

"No need, let auntie take Wal out for safety."

She felt little embarrassed.

She was alone with her fever, so her whole family no longer needed to sleep with her.

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