To Angela's surprise Antonio didn’t put up any more protests as she led him towards the bed, she gently eased him down on the large bed in the dim light, his skin was now slick with sweat. He was silent and didn't say another word. Angela sighed as she watched him shivering. First I need to get his temperature down, let me try dousing him with cold water, she thought. She went away and returned to the bedroom armed with a pocket of cold water and a small towel, she dropped them on his bed side and went ahead to open up the windows. The sky has gotten darker. Antonio on the other side, watched her beneath lowered eyelids. His temperature was so hot, yet his body was shivering uncontrollably, he couldn't even open his eyes widely. Angela got closer to him, she could still feel the heat pumping off his body, and also he was sweating profusely, so much that his pants got soaked. She turned to look at him and found him watching her quietly, he looked like he had a lot to say but too weak to voice a single word out of his lips. “I hate to say this but why does he look so innocent and handsome this way. As much as I hate to help him, I will try to get the fever down, if not for anything for humanity sake, I can't ignore someone who is in need of help”. She said in her mind. She pulled off the duvet from his body. He needs to let go of every clothing. Even though he is cold, his temperature is still very high. Antonio said nothing but stare, so she took it for a consent to go ahead. Drawing a deep breath she dipped the towel inside the water, after she wrung it out and started draping on his forehead and dapping the sides of his face. He kept seeing glimpses of a blonde smiling at him in place of Angela. Unable to bear it anymore, he closed his eyes. Angela continued to wipe the towel all over his upper body from his neck, chest and down his abdomen. He groaned as the sinews of his arms and necks strained. After Angela put the towel back into the water, thinking of what next she can do to help him. Then Antonio was mumbling words but unfortunately she couldn't hear nor understand him, more like fortunately because he must have been cursing or giving orders for her to leave the room. He is that arrogant and ungrateful, she thought. Angela straightened up and rinsed the towel, wrung it out almost dry then she placed it on his forehead. Antonio shivered as it sent chills down his body and his big body shaking. Angela sighed. “That will do”. She sat beside the other extreme side of the bed,watching over him. “Look at him helpless,I wish I had the heart to torment him for his abuse and humiliation towards me”. Minutes gone,Angela started to doze off Anthonio shifted uncomfortably and groaned slowly,to his surprise Angela was very much alert and quickly rushed to him like a nursing mother whose baby just let out a tiny cry. She placed her palm on his forehead after removing the towel she had placed on his head before he slept off an hour ago. “His temperature is down and close to normal,I have done my part”. She yawned tiredly. It was night so she decided to take her bath before going to bed. She had to make sure he was sleeping before taking her clothes off. “Am I doing too much? He is sick even if he is a pervert . There's no way…(she paused) well we are talking about Antonio Montero here”. She put the lights off again before she went nude. She had to go into the bathroom blindly,then drew the curtain. “Good thing,he has a fever,I don't have to sleep with him tonight”. She closed her eyes. “Damon..” She giggled shyly at the episodes of their evening walk. “I can't wait to see him tomorrow..(paused abruptly) I forgot how I foolishly ran away from him this evening, oh my goodness! What was I thinking, behaving like a damn teenager”. She pouted. “The way he talks,his touch on my face.. everything about him is just perfect..”. She had a flashback of the scene. “It's not your fault, you are not a bad person, I know that the moment I saw you”. Then he cleaned her wet cheeks with his thumb. Angela screamed inwardly at the flash back. “Aww…I can't help it….he is so romantic…what a weird way to propose but yes yes I will marry you Damon”. She bit her lower lip, her cheeks flustered then suddenly shook her head vehemently. “No no no I have to focus if I continue like this then Grandma Elizabeth will know about my fake relationship with António. Even though I felt this way for Damon I must hide it until it's over”. She said sadly knowing that all this being over, means Grandma Elizabeth's death. After bathing she walked to the mirror to attend to her bruises and unwrap the bandage around her head. “Maybe I should leave it for the doctor”. She thought. Going back to the bedroom, she had nothing to wear. So she decides to go to her room. Unfortunately the door could only be unlocked by a passcode. “He left me with no choice”. She murmured and walked towards his wardrobe. Midnight, Angela woke up with a start, as she felt huge hands wrapped around her waist. Her heart raced crazily and her eyes doubled in size. She could feel his body pressing against hers from behind. She was so small compared to him that he was hugging her tightly like some stuffed teddy. “No.. no…not now, I can't.. I am not ready, Mr. Anto..” She stopped when she heard him sniff. No, not a sniff, more like a sob! “Diana”. His mouth quivered and his hands shook uncontrollably. “Is he crying?”