Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 1254

Claire fled to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face to regain her composure. After changing her clothes, she walked out, completely ignoring him, and headed straight out the door.

She was furious.

Wilbur scratched his head innocently. He had managed to piss her off in just one night.

By the time Claire returned with breakfast, Wilbur was sitting politely on the sofa. She practically shoved the food in front of him before turning to sit at the desk, her expression icy and detached. She clearly wanted nothing to do with him.

Terrified of being thrown out, Wilbur didn't dare provoke her. He quietly ate the breakfast she had brought him.

Claire, who was reviewing her script, suddenly ordered, "Take your temperature." Her voice was still freezing cold.

Wilbur used the thermometer and dutifully reported, "103.5 degrees."

He still had a fever. Why wasn't the medicine working?

Claire frowned, her tone stern. "Take your medication."

She was so cold, yet Wilbur's lips curled into a faint smile. Even when she was furious, she still cared about him.

Because he had angered her that morning, Wilbur spent the entire day on his best behavior, not daring to bother her.

After dinner, Claire checked his temperature again.

101.3 degrees. The fever had somewhat broken.

However, Wilbur still looked visibly unwell, and his appetite was poor. The truth was, he didn't want to eat the takeout Claire had ordered that day. He only wanted the food she cooked herself; he would gladly finish a bowl of plain porridge if she made it.

When Claire stepped out of the shower, she asked if he had taken his medicine. Wilbur confirmed he had. She didn't say another word, climbing straight into bed with her back to him.

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