Chapter 790
Mable was drenched in sweat, clothes clung to her skin, and her hair damp. She was pale.
She heard Spike’s voice.
Mable turned to Blair and said weakly, “Don’t let Spike see me like this.”
It would scare the boy.
Blair held Mable’s hand like she was a fragile doll. “Okay.”
He turned to Tracey. “Go and check on Spike, Tracey.”
Tracey wiped away her tears. “Alright, Blair. Don’t worry, Mabes. I will take good care of Spike.”
Mable said, “The doctor can leave.”
Blair dismissed the doctor with a look.
Soon, Mable and Blairs were the only ones in the bedroom.
Blair murmured, “I’ll help you change into a fresh pair of clothes, okay?”
Her clothes were soaked in sweat.
“I’m fine.”
Feeling a pang in his heart, Blair paused. “I’ll get Aunt Grace to help you.”
Mable withdrew hands from Blair’s grasp and closed her eyes. “You should leave, Blair. I want to be alone for now. I will change later.”
Her mind was all over the place, and she needed a moment to herself to gat

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