Orion Miller put down the thermoter and continued unbuttoning Chloe Simpson’s shirt.
As he worked on the buttons, he coaxed her, "Chloe, don’t move. Let take your temperature. You, as an ER nurse, should know how troubleso a fever can be. If it gets too high, we’ll have to go to the hospital!"
"Mm!" Chloe responded absentmindedly.
Seeing her agree, Orion was so ecstatic that he almost jumped for joy.
But he knew that now, at such a crucial mont, he had to stay calm.
His movents unbuttoning Chloe’s shirt were incredibly slow, and with each button, his fingers brushed lightly against her skin.
Chloe, who was burning up and in unbearable discomfort, felt the cool touch of Orion’s fingers and instinctively drew a deep breath in relief.
With what should’ve been a simple act of placing a thermoter, Orion managed to turn it into sothing elaborate.
It left Chloe feeling imnsely uncomfortable every single ti.
Finally, Orion left the thermoter under Chloe’s arm for only a brief mont before taking it out.
"Whoa, the temperature is really high—38.5 Celsius. Still manageable, though. Here’s the plan, I’ll give you so dicine first. If that doesn’t work, then we’ll head to the hospital."
He was certain that, given Chloe’s current state, she couldn’t possibly keep track of the ti.
"Mm, okay."
Chloe nodded, but by then, she had already unconsciously started clawing at her clothes, struggling as if wanting to take them off.
And so, step by step, Orion led her deeper into the trap.
Chloe slowly began losing herself, sinking entirely into the situation.
"I... I feel... so awful..."
Chloe had started to move her hands, incessantly touching her own body.
"Where does it hurt, Chloe? Let see."
Orion feigned ignorance as he reached out and began to act.
"Mm!"
Caught off guard, Chloe felt an unprecedented sense of relief, which made her faintly realize that sothing was wrong.
"Chloe, what’s wrong? Are you okay?"
Orion continued touching her and, taking advantage of the opportunity, pulled her into his arms.
The embrace sent waves of tingling sensations through Chloe’s body.
"I... I’m fine, Dr. Hughes. Don’t worry about . I’m... an ER nurse. If anything happens to , I’ll go to the hospital myself... to see a doctor."
Chloe bit her lip hard, trying to make herself a little more alert.
She then reached out, attempting to push Orion away and head toward the bedroom door.
At this point, Chloe still hadn’t suspected Orion.
She only felt deeply uneasy, angry, and profoundly upset. She thought she couldn’t stay here any longer and just wanted to leave.
"In your condition, how can you manage? You..."
As soon as Orion saw Chloe trying to get up and leave, he panicked.
Had she sohow realized sothing?
But since things had already reached this stage, even if she did suspect anything, he had no choice but to continue onward.
The die had been cast; there was no turning back.
However, before Orion could finish speaking, Chloe had already risen only to feel a bout of dizziness. Her legs were weak, and she collapsed back onto the bed.
"Ah, look at you now. You see why you can’t leave?"
Orion continued speaking with a self-righteous tone. As he talked, he pulled Chloe back onto the bed.
"You... Ugh! Don’t touch ! Please, Orion! I think sothing’s wrong with . I think soone drugged ! I really feel terrible—I need to get to a hospital!"
But even at this point, Chloe still hadn’t suspected Orion and even exposed her condition to him willingly.
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