Amelia was taken aback, that is to say, what she felt in a daze was not an illusion. Was Kevin really by her side because of Alan?

Alan jumped off the chair, took small steps and rushed over to lie beside her, his soft hair sweeping over her arm, making her itchy to hear Alan say with remorse: "It's all Dad's fault. He was afraid I would compete for favor and kicked me out. fairy, next time you are sick, I will take good care of you!"

The little guy, waving his little fist, was so adorable that Amelia couldn't help but pick him up.

Just then there was a knock on the door. Alan ran to open it and saw a maid coming with a plate, looking very respectful, saying, "Young master, this is the warm water and lean meat porridge that the master has ordered for Amelia when she wakes up."

"It seems that with my repeated instructions, Dad is finally on the right track. Bring it in!" Alan nodded contentedly and turned back to see Amelia looking at this scene in astonishment, clearly having taken it to heart.

Alan pouted, feeling that he couldn't let his father steal his limelight, immediately took the warm water from the servant's hand and came up to Amelia, his eyes shining: "fairy, let me feed you!"

Amelia shook her head in a hurry, but the maid had already come up to help her up from the pillow, and the warm water was handed to her lips. Amelia quickly reached out to take it and gulped it down.

Seeing the little one's eyes turn to the rice porridge on the plate, she quickly picked up the bowl and chopsticks and finished the lean meat porridge in the blink of an eye, then said sincerely, "All right!" Now you can rest assured!"

"Um..." A glimmer of regret flashed in Alan's eyes, and he was about to speak when he heard the maid beside him respectfully say, "Young master, Sir Has instructed you to go back and do your homework as soon as possible. He will check it himself tonight."

Alan's cheeks immediately puffed out like a pufferfish. He muttered in dissatisfaction, "I really can't do anything about old men. To stop me from being alone with the fairy, they actually used this trick!"

Amelia couldn't help laughing and said in a gentle voice, "All right, Alan, go and finish your schoolwork, I will take care of herself!" Alan had no choice but to nod his head and, with his short legs, dawdle and reluctantly walk out of the room.

As soon as they left, Amelia let out a breath, and after her fever subsided, she was sweating profusely, sticky and uncomfortable. Alan had been here just now, and she couldn't say anything.

Now that everyone was gone, she made her way towards the bathroom with unsteady steps.

Half an hour later, after taking a hot bath, she had just stood up by the edge of the bathtub when she found herself weak and exhausted, and fell down with a thud.

Her entire head was submerged in the water.

Such a big commotion happened to attract Kevin who was passing by the door.

He frowned and pushed the door open in an instant. There was no sign of the woman in the room. His face darkened and he heard a faint sound coming from the bathroom.

Without a moment's hesitation, the man pushed open the door of the bathroom. With a splash of water, Amelia just emerged, and in an instant, her perfectly fair body was exposed to the man's view, misty and indistinct.

Kevin's eyes were darker, his long, narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

Amelia turned her head and saw the man's deep, sea-like eyes piercing straight in her direction.

The gaze was so aggressive that Amelia exclaimed, her foot slipped, and she seemed about to fall into the water again.

Kevin rushed in, quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her up, her soft body pressing against his chest in an instant, and the water droplets on his skin, which had not yet been wiped dry, were seeping through his thin fabric, scalding the firm reason within him.

The man's back seemed to stiffen for a moment, and then he grabbed the bathrobe hanging beside her, wrapped her up, and said without hesitation, "You want to die again?"

Amelia was slightly stunned for a moment and immediately recalled what had happened by the swimming pool last time. She raised her eyes to explain, but met the man's burning gaze. She immediately remembered her current situation and her cheeks turned as red as a tomato.

Amelia quickly withdrew from the man's chest, reached into her bathrobe, and explained in a low voice, "Mr.Flynn, you misunderstand. Just now I was just exhausted and it was an accident."

Looking down at her flushed cheeks, Kevin rolled his Adam's apple and then turned his eyes away, saying, "Go back to the room!" Amelia also noticed the awkward situation between the two of them, nodded repeatedly, passed the man by and went back to the bedroom bed, wrapped her body in the sheet, leaving only her eyes exposed.

She watched Kevin come out of the bathroom, his tall figure pacing towards her.

Amelia's bright eyes suddenly opened wide, and a tense voice came through the blanket. Her gaze fell on him, because of the hug just now, the clothes in front of him were soaked through, and the white shirt was translucent and clung tightly to his chest, faintly showing his well-defined muscles.

This man looks slim in his clothes and has flesh when he takes them off... No, what is she thinking!

She shook her head stealthily, pulled the quilt over half of her face, and thanks came out of the quilt: "Thank you just now... I just got your clothes wet..."

The man came up to her without saying a word, followed her voice, looked down at his chest, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked in a soft voice, "How do you thank me?"

Ah? How to thank? I've already said thank you. How to thank? Before she could respond, Kevin suddenly bent down and slowly approached her.

What is he trying to do? Could it be...