Chapter 332 Hiram, I Felt So Cold (1/2)

In the Tulip Palace

When Rachel came back, she went to the bathroom to take a hot bath. By the time she was done, Hiram had made a cup of hot ginger tea for her.

Holding the warm tea cup, Rachel sat on the bed and rested her head on Hiram's shoulders. ”Hiram, I want to go to the company with you tomorrow. Wake me up in the morning, okay?”

”No problem, honey,”

said Hiram. He put down the book in his hand and kissed her fragrant hair. ”Come to bed when you finish your ginger tea.”

When Rachel finished her ginger tea, she lifted the quilt and slid under it. She crawled up to her husband and lay there with her hands on his waist.

A few moments later, Rachel, who had already closed her eyes, started to feel restless. She didn't feel sleepy at all. She felt dizzy, as if the room was spinning. She could feel her heart beating fast. ”Hiram.”

Seeing that Rachel couldn't fall asleep, Hiram turned off the bedside lamp. He pulled her closer to him and asked gently,”What's wrong, honey?”

”I feel a little cold. Hold me tighter.” Rachel said, snuggling closer to Hiram. She could feel the stubble on his chin brushing against her nose. His manly scent made her feel safe and secure.

Hearing this, Hiram helped Rachel tuck in the bed more tightly. He touched her forehead with his hands. Something was wrong with her temperature. ”Rachel, how uncomfortable do you feel? Your temperature is a little high. I think you have a fever.”

Rachel shook her head and closed her eyes. ”I'm fine. I guess I'm just a little tired. I'll be better when I wake up in the morning after a good rest.”

Hiram didn't say a word. He furrowed his eyebrows. ”Really? Do you want me to call a doctor?”

”No, Hiram. I'm fine, really. I feel sleepy, honey. Let's go to sleep.” Rachel said to Hiram as she closed her eyes.

Indeed, it was a long and deep sleep.

Rachel didn't know how long she had slept. She heard someone calling her but she couldn't tell where it was coming from. It sounded like it was just beside her ear, but she was too drowsy to identify it clearly.

”Rachel?... Rachel!” Hiram was shaking Rachel's shoulders. But no matter how loud he shouted, Rachel just murmured something and didn't utter a word after that.

Hiram looked outside the window. It was already morning with the sky starting to turn light. He then checked his watch. It was six o'clock.