From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 445 Kelvin's Persistent High Fever "Alright." Penelope trudged upstairs to her room.

She plopped down at her desk, pencil in hand, staring blankly at the empty paper.

She'd seen "Adoring Cupid" cto life and put the small town's "Silk Haven" brand on the map.

Since Lucy got sick, she hadn't sketched a thing, and now she felt kinda rusty.

Plus, after everything that went down, she had a whole new take on jewelry.

Penelope shut her eyes, took a deep breath, and thought hard about the kind of jewelry she wanted to design.

It had to be classic, timeless, high-end, and something every woman would drool over...

Real precious jewelry wasn't just about the bling; the design's gotta make those stones pop.

Tflew by while she worked, and she didn't even notice it was past midnight.

Until her phone rang.

She kept sketching, answering the phone with a distracted, "Hello?" "Mrs. Davis, it's me," Jeff said. "Got a sec?" "What's up? Something wrong?" Penelope's heart skipped a beat, but then she thought, 'It's from The King Manor, not a hospital. What could be wrong? Maybe something happened to Kelvin.' "Mr. Davis has a fever," Jeff said. "A high fever that won't quit. The family doc's on the way." "A high fever?" 'Wasn't he fine this afternoon? How'd he get sick so fast?' Penelope thought.

Jeff replied, "Yeah, his face is all red, he's sweating buckets, and we've changed the sheets twice." Penelope felt a twinge of worry but didn't think it was a big deal.

Should she rush over? No way! That'd make her look too worried about him! There were doctors, a butler, and maids there. Kelvin's always been healthy. A little fever won't knock him out.

"I get it," Penelope said. "Hope he gets better soon." Jeff was taken aback, stunned for a few seconds, not sure what to say.

Penelope went on, "I'm not a doctor, so I can't do much. Besides, he's always been healthy. I saw him this afternoon, and he was fine. How'd he get a high fever at night?" "Mrs. Davis, Mr. Davis has been coughing a bit these past few days." "Oh, then get the doc to prescribe smeds. You called me, but I can't cure him." Jeff sighed, "Mrs. Davis, I'm calling you because you can cure Mr. Davis's illness." "Huh?" "It's psychological," Jeff said. "If you can, please cto The King Manor. I'll send a car to pick you up." Penelope suddenly felt a bit nervous, "Is Kelvin seriously sick?" "I'll explain when you get here." After hanging up, Penelope looked at her sketches, completely losing her groove.

She thought to herself, 'Psychological? What does that even mean?' Kelvin had carried her and kissed her like a madman this afternoon. How'd he get sick in just a few hours? It sounded pretty serious! Biting her lip, Penelope headed downstairs.

The driver sped her to The King Manor.

The place was lit up like a Christmas tree, especially around the main bedroom on the second floor, where people were gathered.

"Mrs. Davis!" Jeff's worried face relaxed a bit when he saw her. "Thank goodness you're here!" "Where's Kelvin?" If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience-all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Inside, please go in and check on him." The main bedroom was super quiet, just a bedside lamp on and Kelvin's occasional coughs breaking the silence. The family doc was nearby, prepping meds and IV fluids.

A few trash cans were lined up by the bed.

Penelope walked over to the bedside.

In the dim light, Kelvin looked awful. His eyes were shut, lips pale, and his forehead was drenched in sweat. "Cold, cold..." he mumbled, half-conscious.

"Cold?" Penelope instinctively tucked him in tighter and glanced at Jeff, "Add another blanket and crank up the AC." "It won't help, Mrs. Davis. Mr. Davis will soon say he's hot." "Really?" Penelope frowned deeply.

The family doc chimed in, "We've already given him a fever-reducing shot. We'll see how the IV works. If the fever doesn't drop tonight, we'll need to take him to the hospital for more treatment." "Will meds help?" Penelope asked. "Doc, can you prescribe something?" Before the doc could answer, Jeff shook his head, "It's no use. No matter what meds Mr. Davis takes, he throws them up. We've changed the trash cans several times; he pukes every the takes something. And Mrs. Davis, Mr. Davis has been calling your nall night. He just quieted down a bit. I had no choice but to call you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have disturbed you in the middle of the night. I thought if you stayed with Mr. Davis, he might feel better faster." Kelvin had been calling her name? No wonder Jeff said she was needed to cure him. Penelope nodded, "I get it. I'll stay with him tonight."

"Mrs. Davis, thank you so much!" Jeff said excitedly, "With you here Mr! el Davis will surely get better quickly!" She didn't have such great powers. It was just that Kelvin was thinking about her.

"Doc, please prescribe the meds again," Penelope said. "I'll feed him." "Alright. If Mr. Davis can take the meds, that would be best." The doc prepped the IV, and Jeff went to get the meds.

Given Kelvin's condition, he could only take liquid meds; he couldn't swallow pills or capsules.

"Hot..." Kelvin started mumbling again, frowning slightly, "Hot..." He threw off the blanket again, his clothes soaked with sweat. Penelope sighed.

'Sick people are really a handful. He needs to be taken care of, and it's justalone!'

Luckily, Penelope knew the main bedroom like the back of her hand, having slept there levery night! She even remembered exactly where Kelvin's ties and socks were kept!

She went to the walk-in closet to grab a fresh set of pajamas for Kelvin Unbuttoning his pajamas, she looked at his chest, abs, and the V-line, his lean waist, and well-defined muscles... Penelope's face suddenly turned red.

For someone as disciplined and fit as him, how could he possibly accept getting old? No wonder he got so mad when she called him old and kissed her hard.

With Kelvin's physique, even young guys couldn't compare! And he was right in front of her.

Her fingertips easily traced his abs.

"Wait, Penelope, what are you thinking!" She shook her head quickly, "Kelvin is a patient right now! A patient!" She actually had improper thoughts! She wasn't the kind of woman who forgot principles at the sight of a handsman! Besides, Kelvin was her husband; it was not like she hadn't had him before!