Chapter 231

Chester helped Angelina through the registration and the examination, then settled her into a hospital room for the IV drip. Angelina woke to the sharp sting of the needle. Her instinctive flinch caused the needle to slip, and they had to try again. A fever gripped her, leaving her weak and trembling. Chester's voice was steady as he tried to calm her. "You're sick, Angie. Catherine's fine. You need this IV. Don't move." His brief words carried quiet reassurance. Though she couldn't stop shivering, Angelina gave a small nod. Her eyes were red from the fever. Chester tucked the blanket snugly around her, then draped his jacket over her shoulders. "Want something to eat?" he asked gently. She shook her head. "No," she whispered. Whenever she closed her eyes, Louis' bloodied face haunted her. His bloodshot eyes glared at her, full of furious disbelief. Angelina could hardly believe she had hurt Louis so badly. But one thing was certain—she and Catherine could never fall into the