Chapter 43

The wind howled at the bay, where a deep-sea fishing boat was docked. A few men dressed up as traffic cops dragged Camila onto the vessel. The gusts were biting, and just as the boat started moving, Camila shivered so hard she sneezed several times. Her face, already pale, now showed a strange flush-definitely not a good sign. Her rain-soaked clothes clung to her body, making her feel worse by the second. Her skin burned and her head felt light... a fever was probably kicking in. "Stop spacing out! Move it!" a chubby man suddenly shoved her hard enough that she almost tumbled into the sea. Luckily, a middle-aged man behind her reacted fast and yanked her back. The man shot a glare at the chubby one. "What the hell is wrong with you? Wanna toss her overboard? What're you planning to tell Arthur if she drowns, huh?" "I didn't mean it, okay? Just gave her a little nudge, didn't think she'd be that weak... seriously unreal." "Alright, zip it. Just take her below. Don't keep Arthur and Ms.