When she reached out and touched him, Christopher Robinson's entire body was burning hot.
"Christopher Robinson?"
Amelia Cobb tried to shake the man.
The latter didn't show any reaction.
Amelia became somewhat alarmed.
She shook him again.
That night, Christopher had a high fever.
The villa was not like Orchard Garden, where there were servants such as Sadie.
Here, it was just Amelia.
It was late at night, and it wouldn't be wise to disturb the housekeeper. Fortunately, Amelia had participated in tidying up the room earlier.
Otherwise, she wouldn't even find fever-reducing medicine tonight.
"Miss Cobb, what's wrong?"
The housekeeper heard some rustling noises in the living room and came out wearing a coat, just as Amelia was rummaging through something.
Amelia put the medicine box back in the cupboard.
"Are you sick?"
Amelia calmly replied, "No, I'm just preparing some common medicine for my business trip. You can leave when it's daylight."