Chapter 412
The setting sun cast golden light across the land.
Anna Ross leaned against his chest.
Their hearts beat close together.
His heartbeat was strong and steady.
Hers was equally rapid.
The two rhythms intertwined.
They echoed clearly in the twilight.
Night deepened.
The temperature dropped suddenly.
Anna sneezed uncontrollably.
Her nose turned red from the cold.
"Cold?" Adrian Sinclair looked down at her.
Anna hugged her arms tightly.
She had only worn a thin sweater during the day.
Now she shivered all over.
Adrian glanced around.
There were no shops nearby.
He took off his coat.
He draped it gently over her shoulders.
The coat still carried his warmth.
Anna paused for a moment.
"You're wearing so little."
"You'll catch a cold."
She tried to remove the coat and return it.
Adrian held her wrist.
His gaze was calm.
"If you get sick,"
"it will affect your work."
"Then I'll have to pay your medical bills."
Anna had no response.
The earlier tenderness was clearly an illusion.
He readjusted the coat on her shoulders.
He led her toward the parking area.
The car's heater was turned on.
Anna took off the coat.
She noticed his lips were pale.
His complexion didn't look good either.
"Are you feeling unwell?" she asked anxiously.
Adrian leaned back in his seat.
He closed his eyes to rest.
He didn't respond.
"Let's go to the hospital," she suggested worriedly.
"No need."
He started the car.
He drove toward the hotel.
Throughout the journey,
Anna kept glancing at him.
His complexion didn't improve.
If he really got sick because of her,
she would feel guilty.
They arrived at the hotel.
Adrian got out with his coat.
His steps seemed unsteady.
Anna quickly followed.
She supported his arm.
"Let me help you upstairs."
He paused slightly.
He didn't refuse.
Inside the elevator,
he leaned against the wall.
He remained silent.
Anna wanted to check his forehead.
But she feared causing misunderstanding.
Her phone suddenly rang.
It was a message from Mia Lawrence.
"Anna, where are you?"