Chapter 118 How Will You Thank Me

Rosalie's face went hot in a rush. Color climbed from her cheeks to the tips of her ears, and even her pale neck flushed pink. Julian saw how red she was getting and frowned. "Is your fever back?" he asked, lifting a hand toward her forehead. "No!" She jerked back like a spooked rabbit and dodged his touch. She kept her eyes down, not daring to meet his gaze. "I... I need the restroom." "Alright." Julian nodded and drew his hand back, then reached out to steady her. But Rosalie didn't notice. She tossed the thin blanket aside, swung her legs off the cot, and walked straight for the door. Julian's hand caught nothing but air. He let out a quiet, helpless sigh and called after her, "Turn right and go straight. It's at the end of the hall." The words had barely left his mouth before something occurred to him, and he hurried after her. Rosalie pushed through the door and froze. The wall was lined with a row of urinals. This wasn't the ladies' room. Her blush deepened. She shot t