Chapter 142 Andrew Has a Crush
Olivia was in a daze, vaguely hearing a voice, and couldn't help but look up.
Only then did she realize there was someone in front of her.
That familiar handsome face was right before her eyes. His deep eyes radiated a gentle gaze, completely different from the cold and distant look she'd seen before.
He was still wearing that sharp suit, which up close looked even more noble and impressive.
However, he no longer seemed so unreachable, like a cold moon in the sky.
Perhaps because she felt uncomfortable both physically and mentally, plus her mind was all foggy, she inexplicably reached out her hand to lightly touch the man's face.
Her fingertips were unusually hot, and her voice was soft as she murmured, "This looks more comfortable."
Andrew was slightly stunned, seemingly not expecting her to suddenly reach out.
This touch... was a bit too intimate for the two of them!
Olivia had always been very proper about boundaries.
After Andrew came to his senses, he quickly and keenly noticed something.
He frowned slightly and raised his hand to touch hers.
The temperature on the back of her hand was surprisingly hot.
He then used the back of his hand to touch her forehead, and a scalding heat that seemed like it could burn someone came through again.
"You... have a fever?"
Andrew asked in surprise and quickly helped her up. "Can you stand steady?"
Olivia felt weak all over and somewhat powerless. What little consciousness she had left made her instinctively respond, "I can..."
She said that, but as soon as she stood up straight, a dizzy spinning sensation hit her.
Her vision went black, and she collapsed into his arms, completely losing consciousness.
Andrew raised his hand to catch her.
The small woman leaned against his chest, breathing heavily, burning hot and rapid, her cheeks flushed an unnatural red, her brows tightly furrowed, looking quite uncomfortable.
His heart jumped, and he quickly tightened his arm around her waist, ordering, "David, get the car ready!"
David didn't dare delay and quickly went to carry out the order.
A few minutes later, the car was brought over.
Andrew scooped up the person in his arms and got into the back seat.
After the car drove away, several people gradually emerged from inside the hotel.
These were people who had come out looking for Andrew.
After all, he was the main guest at tonight's banquet, and his sudden hasty departure made the organizers worried something might have happened.
They never expected to see him carrying a woman away.
Everyone was very surprised...
Andrew's self-discipline and clean lifestyle, never showing favor or special attention to any woman, was well known to everyone.
But what they just saw didn't look like that at all!
Such intimate physical contact, even a princess carry.
Andrew... had someone he cared about?
While everyone here was shocked and uncertain, Andrew had already taken Olivia straight to the hospital.
On the way there, Olivia leaned against the man the whole time, unconscious.
Andrew frowned, feeling inexplicably anxious.
Running a fever this bad, yet still coming to find him and bring a gift without telling him.
If he could, he would have scolded her, but when his gaze touched that weak face, he couldn't bear to.
In the end, he could only urge David, "Drive faster."
David could see his concern and naturally didn't dare delay. While ensuring safety, he pressed the gas pedal as hard as he could.
More than ten minutes later, the car finally arrived at the hospital.
The doctors at the Hamilton family's private hospital had already received notice and were waiting at the entrance.
Upon arrival, they immediately examined Olivia and took measures to reduce her fever.
After more than half an hour of fussing, the doctor came to report, "This young lady is a bit overworked, plus she caught a cold, which caused the fever. From the looks of it, she's been running a fever for a while without proper treatment, and she also has low blood sugar...
Several factors combined caused her to faint. There's no danger at the moment, so please rest assured. We just need to wait for the fever to break."
Hearing this, Andrew nodded, and his tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed a bit.
The doctor didn't dare disturb him and quickly left!
David put away his phone and said, "I just asked the hotel. Dr. Garcia waited in the lobby for over an hour. That place is a wind tunnel, with guests coming and going, cold air inevitably blowing in. No wonder it got this serious."
Andrew's eyes darkened slightly. "Whose hotel is that? Such inflexible service—don't go there next time!"
His tone carried a hint of anger.
David cleared his throat and said, "It's the White family's property. Indeed not flexible. I'll mention it to Mr. White later and have him order improvements."
Hearing it was his friend's family business, Andrew was still unhappy but didn't say anything more.
He just pulled over the chair by the bed, sat down, and stared at the person on the bed.
Seeing his posture, David figured he was going to stay and watch over Olivia until she woke up.
So he said, "I'll go buy some soup or light porridge to keep warm. When Dr. Garcia wakes up later, drinking it will make her feel better."
Besides, there were some things outside that needed handling.
Andrew had just made an appearance when Olivia showed up. Whatever their relationship, it wasn't appropriate for them to be exposed under the watchful eyes of everyone in Harmony City right now.
This place had deeper waters than Emerald City.
Being targeted would not be good!
Especially on Finnegan's side—if he found out, who knows what he might do to Olivia.
So tonight's events had to be suppressed no matter what.
With this in mind, David quickly went out to handle the aftermath.
That night, Olivia slept deeply for a long time. It wasn't until the early morning hours that her fever finally broke.
She was drenched in sweat. When she opened her eyes, she vaguely sensed something brushing against her face.
She focused her eyes.
The first thing that came into view was a face so handsome it had no flaws.
It was Andrew!
He was looking at her intently, gently wiping the sweat from her face with a hot towel.
Olivia couldn't quite process what was happening, her expression dazed, as if trying to figure out what was going on.
Andrew noticed and finally stopped, asking, "You're awake?"
Olivia slowly came to her senses and blinked. "Mr. Hamilton?"
"Mm."
Andrew's voice was low and gentle. "You had a fever and fainted at the hotel entrance. Do you remember? How do you feel now? Is anything uncomfortable?"
With his reminder, the situation before she lost consciousness gradually came back to her.
Before fainting, she had indeed seen him!
At the time, she thought she was delirious from the fever and seeing things.
She didn't expect it was really him.
So... touching his face at that time was real too?
Olivia belatedly felt embarrassed and instinctively sat up from the bed, saying, "I remember. I'm not uncomfortable anymore, I feel much better, and the fever seems to have broken... Sorry, did I cause you trouble?
I didn't expect to get a fever. I didn't bring any medicine when I went out. I was planning to just drop off the thing and leave—I'd even called a car..."
As she spoke, she looked around. "This is... a hospital? You left the banquet to bring me here?"
Andrew narrowed his eyes, sensing that her tone and attitude seemed to have returned to that polite manner from before.
He didn't like it, but still patiently said, "Yes, the waiter gave me the gift, so I came out to find you..."
At this point, as if he'd been holding back for a long time, he curled his finger and lightly flicked her forehead, saying, "Ms. Garcia, has anyone told you that gifts should be delivered in person to show sincerity? Where did you learn this habit of dropping things off and running away?"