Chapter 201

Lucian Sterling thought Ariella Rios must’ve dreamed about that homeless guy again. But even if she did, it had to be because of the pain he had caused her—it brought back all the bad memories. He didn’t dare slack off for a second—massaging her now, then wiping her down with rubbing alcohol the next. She finally woke up just as dawn was breaking. When she opened her eyes and saw Lucian sitting right at her bedside, eyes red and staring intently, she was confused. What happened to her? Was she sick? Her whole body ached like hell, she couldn’t even move. Even her breathing felt hot. "You’re awake? You’ve got a fever. Want some water? I’ll get it for you," he said, smiling gently, eyes full of worry. Had he turned back into the Lucian who used to actually care for her? Was she supposed to just forgive and forget now? No way. This fever? He caused it—dumping cold water on her like that. If he only treated her nicely when she was sick, then honestly, she’d rather stay healthy and deal wit