Ethan stood at the door of the infusion room, watching Samantha, whose face was pale, and his heart inexplicably tightened.
He wanted to go in but hesitated.
Stood at the door, indecisive.
At this moment, Wendy, who had been taking care of Samantha all along, suddenly received a phone call.
"Lila, something has come up in the company. I need to rush back to handle it. Do you have any friends here? I'll give them a call to come and take care of you."
They were work partners. They knew nothing about each other's private lives.
Samantha slowly opened her eyes, her voice hoarse due to sickness, "Is it about me?"
"Uh..." Wendy hesitated for a moment, then nodded in acknowledgment, "Yes! The Miller family is a prominent family, and this matter has indeed caused quite a stir! With our company's strength, we can't compete with them at all! Many of our business partners are canceling their collaborations. I need to go back and handle it."
Samantha glanced at the IV drip.
There was still about half a bottle left.
Dropping slowly.
It would take at least another hour or two to finish.
She sighed, blaming herself, "Let the nurse remove the needle for me. I'll go with you."
As soon as these words were spoken, both Wendy and Ethan simultaneously wore stern expressions.
Wendy dissatisfiedly said, "Health is the foundation of everything. If you don't get well, how can you compete with Suzy? I'll call Lily to come and replace me!"
Samantha shook her head and refused, "No need! By the time Lily comes, my drip will almost be finished. You go! I can handle it alone."
Wendy remained worried, "No, you have a high fever of 39 degrees. Someone must be by your side. I..."
Before she could finish speaking, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"I'll take care of her."
Both turned to look at the source of the voice.
When they saw the tall figure behind them, they were both stunned.
Especially Samantha. In that instant, her originally pale face turned even paler.
"What are you doing here? I don't want to see you. Leave."
At the words, Ethan narrowed his eyes, a touch of coldness passing through his gaze.
"I am here to take care of you. You are my bedmate. If you are sick, who will attend to my needs when I require?"
His voice was low, as if covered in frost.
Samantha blushed instantly, her small face turning crimson. Her body trembled slightly, and her fists clenched tightly.
If possible, she really wanted to use a sock to shut his sarcastic mouth.
Soon, she composed herself, barely suppressing the anger in her heart, and said with a poker face, "Mr. Steele, I'm sorry. I have high standards for bedmates. You currently can't meet my requirements. I suggest you take more supplements for the time being."
It was just a quarrel!
Who hasn't had one?
As expected, after hearing her words, Ethan's face instantly turned black.
He stared at Samantha with a sinister look for what felt like an eternity before suddenly letting out a low chuckle from the depths of his throat.
Compared to the coldness in his eyes, the smile carried a few more eerie undertones.
"It seems that you are even more debauched than I imagined. In order to satisfy your insatiable demands, I will work even harder, ‘do’ my best to satisfy you."
When he said the word 'do,' he deliberately emphasized the tone.
Before Samantha could react, he pressed her down firmly.
Instantly, her chest heaved violently in anger.
Wendy's gaze shuttled between them.
Although she hadn't figured out Ethan's identity, she sensed that their relationship was far from ordinary based on their conversation.
With a light cough, Wendy spoke to ease the tension, "Lila, since your friend is here to take care of you, I'll go back to the company first! Rest well, don't worry about company matters."
Samantha initially wanted to explain her relationship with Ethan.
Then she felt it was unnecessary.
She nodded and agreed, "Sure!"
As Wendy stood up to leave, she couldn't help but remind them in a low voice, "Also, please keep your voices down a bit when you talk. This is a public place, and it doesn't look good."
After saying that, she left.
After her reminder, Samantha suddenly realized that the people around were looking at her with very ambiguous gazes.
A flush spread across her face to her ears.
She glared fiercely at Ethan, then turned her back to him, determined not to pay him any attention.
...
After dealing with his affairs, when Nick was about to go home, he deliberately passed by the infusion room.
Without any surprise, he saw Ethan in the infusion room. His hands couldn't help but clench tightly. His handsome face turned an iron-like blue color, and a deep, narrow coldness flashed across his eyes.
Suddenly, a female voice came from ahead.
"Excuse me, where is the infusion room? Is there a patient named Samantha Miller receiving intravenous therapy?"
The nurse at the information desk replied, "We can't provide patient information here. You have to go to the infusion room to find out for yourself."
Upon hearing the name Samantha, Nick instinctively looked over.
He saw an extremely beautiful woman with a little girl and a little boy inquiring at the information desk.
After getting a clear look at the appearance of the little boy, Nick squinted slightly.
The little boy turned out to be Noah.
Although there were two Noahs, he could recognize the one before him as the real Noah, while the one in Ethan's family was fake.
Although the two Noahs looked exactly the same, their eyes were completely different.
The real Noah had eyes that resembled Ethan's, cold and aloof.
The fake Noah had a mischievous and clever look in his eyes.
The little girl holding Noah's hand looked worried, "Brother, why is Mommy sick? Will she be okay? I'm really worried about Mommy."
Noah rubbed her little head gently and reassured her, "Don't worry, Mommy will be fine! Aunt Yurika said she just caught a cold and has a slight fever."
The little girl, Charlotte, was still concerned, "But Mommy must be feeling very uncomfortable..."
Noah comforted her, "It's okay, I will take good care of Mommy and help her get better soon."
Charlotte obediently nodded, "I'll take care of her with you."
Hearing their conversation, Nick's icy eyes gradually condensed into ice.
The fake Noah turned out to be Samantha's son.
What was going on?
Wasn't Noah's biological mother Suzy?
What kind of mystery was involved?
No matter what mysteries were present, he couldn't let Ethan know that there were two Noahs, especially not that the current Noah was calling Samantha his mother.
Otherwise, it would only further entangle the relationship between him and Samantha.
Yurika asked another nurse, "Excuse me, could you tell me where the infusion room is?"
Just as the nurse was about to answer Yurika's question, a young female nurse walked over with a smile, "Are you looking for the infusion room? Let me take you there!"
"Thank you, thank you!" Yurika nodded in gratitude and followed the female nurse with Charlotte in tow.
Seeing that they were successfully led away, Nick returned to the outside of the infusion room. He noticed that Samantha still had half a bottle of medicine left. He beckoned a nurse over and whispered to her, "Increase the speed of Samantha's infusion."
The nurse responded, "She has a high fever of 39 degrees, and increasing the speed too much may cause discomfort in her body."
Nick dismissed it, "At most, it will be a bit of nausea. She has limited medicine left. When her body reacts, the medicine will already be finished. Just follow my instructions, and I'll take responsibility for any consequences."
As the hospital director, the nurse dared not defy his command, so she agreed and went into the infusion room. She asked Samantha, "How do you feel?"
After the infusion, Samantha's fever temporarily subsided, and she felt much better. She replied, "I'm much better now."
The nurse said, "If you feel better, we can slightly increase the speed of the infusion!"
She then adjusted the infusion speed to the maximum.
Ethan frowned and asked, "Won't increasing the speed too much cause discomfort?"
The nurse smiled and replied, "No, Miss Samantha has already adapted to the medication. Increasing the speed won't cause any discomfort."
Hearing this, Ethan didn't inquire further.
Nick stood outside the infusion room, watching the medicine drip steadily into the tube, his eyes deeper than ink.
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