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Although she wasn’t as thorough as Hull in undressing her, she hadn’t stripped him entirely. At least she left
his boxers on,
Anyway, it was as good as nothing.
Susanna awkwardly glanced at him and said, “The fever wouldn’t come down, so I had to…”
Hull tightened his grip on her wrist. His eyes, bloodshot from the fever, stared at her with a wild, almost primal intensity.
Susanna swallowed hard. She looked down and murmured, “I tried calling your people but couldn’t reach anyone.”
If she had managed to get through, things wouldn’t have come to this.
“Please, let go of me,” Susanna said, flustered.
He wouldn’t think she was trying to take advantage of him, would he? She wasn’t that sort of person.
Hull slowly released her. Probably overwhelmed by his fever, he soon fell back asleep on the bed.
Worried the fever might cause complications, Susanna wiped him down three times before his temperature finally stabilized.
Exhausted, Susanna fell asleep right there by his bedside.
Hull slept in until after nine the following morning, waking only when there was a knock at the door.
“Hey, it’s me,” Barnaby’s voice came from outside.
Hull sat up in bed and noticed Susanna asleep by his side. She must have tossed and turned a lot in her sleep because her hair was a total mess.
“Hey, hey? I’m coming in…”
Hearing no response from inside, Barnaby pushed the door open and walked in.
As soon as he entered, he met Hull’s displeased gaze.
When he saw Hull pull the blanket over the woman beside him, Barnaby’s eyes widened in shock.
“What happened the night before?” Barnaby’s brain froze. “Oh boy! It’s clear now. The boss has a woman. His room isn’t somewhere we can waltz into anymore. Why didn’t he say anything when I knocked? Now, he’s giving me that look like he wants to eat me alive.”
Barnaby gulped and stammered, “I knocked. I knocked hard.”
“Get out.” Hull’s lips barely moved, but the single word he uttered was ice–cold.
Barnaby flinched, nodding rapidly. “Right, I’m out. I’m leaving. I’ll stay far, far away.”
With that, Barnaby hurried out of the room, carefully closing the door behind him.
Inside the room.
Only Hull and Susanna remained. Exhausted from caring for him, she hadn’t even noticed the water still by the bed. When Hull gently lifted her onto the bed, she didn’t stir.
Watching her small, delicate face, Hull instinctively reached out and tugged the blanket up snugly over her.
Downstairs, Barnaby saw Silas come in and quickly approached him, whispering, “I’m telling you, that’s
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definitely the boss’s woman.”
Silas gave Barnaby a long, silent look, his expression suggesting Barnaby figure things out for himself,
Barnaby insisted, “I’m serious.”
Silas remained expressionless. “I have some news for you.”
“What news?”
“Finley is likely heading to the Muliba Desert this time.”
Barnaby’s mouth fell open in shock. “Really? Is Mr. Quinn trying to get Finley killed?”
Finley was known for his cleanliness. Sending him to one of the driest places was practically a death sentence for someone like him. The Muliba Desert was notorious for its lack of rain, sometimes going years without a drop. How could anyone send Finley to a place like that and expect him to cope?
Silas added, “I have a feeling you might be sent there with him as well.”
Barnaby yelled, “What? Why would we go there? There’s no mission for us in the desert!”
