Chapter 634
No.1
Once recovered, he'd drown in overtime.
To her surprise, Alexander actually considered it, then smiled hopefully. "Then come to Kingsley Group with me..."
Evelyn: "......"
This was bad. The fever had fried his brain.
She cupped his face. "Hospital first, okay?"
They could deal with the rest later.
"Fine." He surrendered under her steady gaze. "Just let me sleep a little longer..."
No.2
He rested his head on her shoulder, his brow smoothing slightly.
Evelyn wouldn't let him sleep like this.
It wouldn't help his fever.
She dialed Eleanor Kingsley. "Mom, Alexander's with me."
"Good." Eleanor lowered her voice. "Last night, he insisted on going to Kingsley Group. We couldn't stop him. How is he? I heard he lost his temper there."
Even Nathan Carter had been exiled...
"He has a high fever but refuses the hospital. Can you send a car?"
No.3
Thud!
Her phone was suddenly slapped out of her hand.
Evelyn Sinclair turned and met a pair of obsidian-dark eyes.
"Who were you calling?" Alexander Kingsley's voice was hoarse.
"Your mother." She emphasized the word "your."
Alexander's gaze locked onto her. Only after several seconds did the suspicion in his eyes gradually fade.
He believed her.
No.4
"Why tell her?" He frowned, lying back with a pale face. "...Water."
Evelyn started to rise, but her wrist was suddenly seized.
"Where are you going?"
"To get you water." She sounded surprised.
Only then did Alexander release her, his arm dropping limply. "One minute... I'll give you one minute..."
Evelyn bent to pick up her phone, pressing it back to her ear as she walked toward the kitchen.
Eleanor Kingsley was still on the line.
No.5
"I'm calling an ambulance right now," Eleanor said, her voice thick with worry. "Evelyn, Madeline, she—"
She wanted to defend the matriarch but found she had nothing to say.
This time, Madeline had gone too far.
Her past outbursts could be excused as ignorance or manipulation.
But this?
She knew Alexander was waiting for Evelyn.
Yet she still threw her out over a petty grudge.
No.6
If Evelyn had been allowed in yesterday, Alexander's condition wouldn't have deteriorated this badly.
The doctor had warned that even the strongest body would eventually break under such strain.
Cases of young people dying suddenly were becoming more common.
Some seemingly healthy individuals collapsed after just a few sleepless nights.
Considering Alexander's workload and the doctor's psychological evaluation...
Eleanor hadn't slept all night.
The ambulance arrived quickly.
No.7
Alexander's expression darkened when he saw the medics carrying a stretcher.
"I can walk."
Did they really think he was dying?
At the hospital, IV fluid dripped steadily.
Exhaustion washed over Alexander, but he clung to the last shreds of consciousness.
"Give me your phone." He held out his hand to Evelyn.
"Hmm?"