My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)



As soon as Yesseca finished her words, Tremaine's eyelashes moved.

She was overjoyed.

With that, she raised her voice, "Tremaine! Are you waking up?"

His lips moved.

He tried to speak, but his voice was so soft that she didn't hear what he said.

Hurriedly, she drew her ear close to his lips. This time, she finally heard him clearly.

He uttered a word, "Cold."

She was stunned.

Cold?

How was he feeling cold?

He was having a high fever.

She hurriedly put her hand on his forehead to estimate his body temperature. As soon as her hand touched his forehead, she was stunned to find that his forehead was cold.

It was burning just a while ago, but it was cold now.

This should have been a good thing, meaning that Tremaine's fever was going down. But he kept repeating the word cold.

Yesseca even saw the cold breath coming from his mouth when he said that word.

She didn't know what was going on. Therefore, she went to look for the elderly couple who were already asleep to ask for a quilt.

Soon, three quilts were layered on top of him.

But he kept saying the same thing.

She was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Why was he still cold under three quilts?

She said to the elderly couple anxiously, "Sir, Madam, I know it's late and inconvenient. But can you help me borrow quilts from the neighbors? If he gets sick because of the cold, I'm afraid something bad will happen to him."

When the old man heard this, he was about to go out, but his wife stopped him.

She said, "I'm afraid it'll be useless even with more quilts."

She then said to Yesseca, "Young lady, the same thing happened to one of my relatives too. No matter how many layers you cover him in, it will be useless. He will still feel cold."

Yesseca's heart sank. She panicked and said, "How could this be? What should I do then? Is it

truly no use?"

"Don't panic." The old lady said, "That relative of mine ended up drinking tons of warm water. His wife hugged him while covered in the quilt to warm him with her body temperature. Then, he got better. Why don't you try it? I'll go boil some hot water with my husband."

Yesseca's face suddenly turned red.

It was nothing for her to feed Tremaine hot water, but hugging him under the quilt to warm him up seemed a bit too...

The couple had boiled the water. After letting it cool a bit, Yesseca lifted Tremaine, wanting to make him drink the warm water. However, he did not want to open his mouth.

Just as she was getting anxious, the old lady said, "You can't do it like this. Use your mouth to feed him. You're a couple anyway. What's there to worry about!"

Seeing how Yesseca and Tremaine were caught in the accident together and how she had been caring for him without sleeping, they assumed that they were a couple.

Hearing her words, Yesseca hesitated, but she did as she was told.

It was not time for her to be thinking about this as

Tremaine's life was more important.

With that, she drank a big mouthful of water and aimed it at him, forcing him to drink.

In this way, she made him drank several glasses of water.

His body warmed up a little, but it was still cold.

The old lady asked Yesseca to use the other method.

She knew that it was not convenient for them to stay here, so she went out with her husband.

Yesseca looked at the pale

Tremaine lying on the bed with a flash of determination in her eyes. She then unbuttoned her clothes and quickly burrowed into the bed, hugging him tightly.

She was feeling quite embarrassed throughout the whole process.

After all, this was the first time that she had hugged a man in bed.

But she had no choice.

She wanted to save him. Even if the chances were slim, she would do it.

Time passed by, and in the blink of an eye, an hour had passed.

Tremaine's body gradually warmed up. When Yesseca was about to relax, something unexpected happened again.

His body was warmer now, but it was burning. It was like she could cook an egg on him.

This time, she was completely frightened.

His fever had not when down before, but she guessed that it was at most 39 degrees.

But at the moment, he must be burning at 40 degrees and above.

If this continued, she would not be able to guarantee his life, and his brain might be fried.

The method of applying a wet towel on his forehead before would be useless.

Yesseca first gave Tremaine some antipyretics, then she thought of the bucket of ice sent by the old couple.

She knew that if she soaked him in the bucket of ice water directly, he would be suffering even if he stopped burning. She must find another way.

She remembered a TV drama that she had watched before.

In the movie, the female lead had a high fever on a snowy day. The male lead went to bury himself in the snow. After more than ten minutes, he ram to the female lead's bedand held her tightly to force the heat on her body away.

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And the method of warming Tremaine's body was similar to the one shown on TV.

Yesseca thought about how she used her body to watm him up.

That also meant that she could use this method to cold him down too.

Yesseca placed all the blankets on the bed to one side and walked towards the bucket of ice.

After being there for some time, it had become part ice and water. She took off her remaining clothes, gritted her teeth, and entered the barrel.

Ah!"

She couldn't help but cry out when she submerged into the ice water.

It was so cold.

And she was freezing from it.

She had never experienced such coldness in her life.

The coldness seeped into every inch of her body and her bones. She could feel the pain from the cold.

Yesseca knew that it was because of the cold.

Her teeth were chattering from the cold.

She used her arms to embrace herself.

Because she knew that she had to endure it no matter how cold it was.

Tremaine was willing to give up his life for her. So, this counted as nothing.

Lothar had told her once.

Humans had to be grateful.

One should repay kindness with more kindness.

She owed him her life, so she had to repay him.

Ten minutes later, Yesseca walked out from the barrel.

Trembling, she climbed onto the bed and hugged Tremaine tightly.

Gradually, his temperature dropped a little, while her cold body became hot from his high temperature. She soaked herself in the ice water again and tried to cool him down.