Trapped in Love

Chapter 316

Chapter 316 Why Are You Here

Freya nodded, went forward, and checked Evan’s temperature with a laser thermometer.

His current temperature was 40°C.

Freya frowned and suggested, “It’s better to give him an injection. It’ll cool him down faster.”

However, Caroline shook her head. “No, just give me the pills”

She knew that Evan never accepted injections.

Once, he had fainted due to a severe fever. The doctor arrived to administer an infusion, but he removed it after waking up

He always behaved that way, so it was better not to go into so much trouble.

Freya asked, “Should I handle his injuries, too?”

“Do they need stitches?” Caroline asked.

Freya shook her head. “No, that’s unnecessary.”

As she spoke, she retrieved the medicine from her medical kit. “This is the antipyretic. He can

take it despite having had wine.

“Tell him to take one every four hours but stop once his fever subsides. He can also have these anti

-inflammatory pills, but only once a day. I’ll leave the pills here. Call me if any issues arise.”

“Alright, thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Once Freya departed, Caroline retrieved the antiseptic cream and cotton balls. As she touched his

forehead injury, he suddenly opened his byes.

Unexpectedly, he chuckled bitterly upon seeing her. “I must be seeing things now.”

Caroline’s hands tensed as complex emotions overwhelmed her.

“Evan, take the pills since you’re awake,” Caroline said indifferently, suppressing her feelings.

He opened his eyes again when he heard her voice.

Now, he could truly sense her presence.

He looked downward and weakly asked, “What are you doing here?”

Caroline was tending to his forehead injuries. “I came because I heard someone was attempting suicide. After all, I’m the cause of this.”

Evan sneered. “I’m not planning to end my life.”

With that, he pushed her away and rose to his feet, heading for the door.

Annoyed, she watched his retreating figure. She then picked up the medical kit and followed him.

Caroline trailed him into the room before he turned to her, asking coldly. “Why are you following

me? Aren’t you afraid I might take advantage of you?”

Caroline met his gaze with calmness. “You seem fine now. I’ll leave then.”

With that, she handed him the medical kit and turned to leave. However, a dull sound echoed

behind her before she reached the top of the stairs. Her heart skipped a beat, and she rushed back

to him.

Evan lay on the floor, frowning deeply.

Seeing this, she rushed to his side “Evan?”

Evan didn’t respond, and his face was deathly pale.

Helplessly, Caroline did her best to help him back to bed.

After cleaning and tending to his forehead injuries, she applied gauze to them and unbuttoned his

shirt.

Upon seeing the bloodstained wounds on his body, she was stunned. Her hands trembled as she worked on the last button of his shirt.

His fair skin bore numerous bloody, crisscrossing marks, clearly the result of a beating with a

stick.

Caroline couldn’t help but shiver, thinking, ‘How much pain did he endure? Was it because of the fight with Casey? How did he manage to come home and hide his pain when he went upstairs?”

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Suppressing her sorrow, she removed his shirt and went to the bathroom to soak it in water. The blood quickly began to spread.

She hadn’t noticed the smell earlier due to the smoke.

Enduring her grief, she fetched warm water and carefully wiped his body. Then, she gently

applied antiseptic cream to his wounds. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Suddenly, he grabbed her arm and furrowed his brow while sleep–talking. “Don’t go…”