Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 615

"Alright." Hunter hung up without saying whether he’d be coming home or not.

Martha was frantic, looking at Serena, unconscious on the bed, her temperature already spiking at 102.6°F.

She opened the door and called out to Edith, who was standing by the entrance.

"Serena’s running a fever. Go grab some fever patches. Also, get the kitchen to make something she likes."

"Are you ordering me around?"

"What do you mean?" Martha put on a haughty air. "Serena’s sick. Isn’t it your job as a servant to take care of her?"

"Why don’t you?"

"I need to stay here and look after Serena!"

Edith stood in place, giving a cold laugh. "Serena hasn’t apologized to Ms. Rose yet."

"What did you say?"

"Hunter said not to feed her until she shows remorse. If you want a fever patch, you can go get it yourself. My job is to stand here—"

"Edith, are you taking me for a fool?" Martha bristled with rage. "Who do you think you are?"

"I’m just a humble servant." Edith met her gaze, unflinching. "Just like you."

Martha was furious. "Just you wait!"

As Martha stormed out, she deliberately bumped into Edith. Unfazed, Edith stuck out a foot to trip her up.

"Once Serena wakes up, I’ll tell her everything that happened today!"

"You talk as if you have a lady backing you!" Edith wasn’t afraid of her. Instead, she gave a snort and continued to stand guard at the door.

Martha’s eyes flashed with murderous intent, but she swallowed her anger for the moment.

After what felt like forever, Martha heard footsteps approaching and quickly stuck the fever patch onto Serena’s forehead.

Upon hearing the knock, Martha ran to the door, tears streaming down her face.

"Oh Hunter, thank goodness you’re back! Serena’s fever won’t break. I’ve been so worried! Before she passed out, she kept saying she was sorry, admitting she was wrong."

Hunter looked at the unconscious girl on the bed. Her cheeks were flushed like ripe apples, and it didn’t seem like she was faking it.

"Did you call a doctor?" Hunter asked.

Through her tears, Martha exclaimed, "Edith wouldn’t even give us a fever patch. She made everything difficult! I had to go get it myself. Let alone calling a doctor—we’re lucky to even have this fever patch!"

Edith, standing by the door, heard Martha twisting the facts and was about to retort.

Martha started to cry harder.

"Serena’s so sick, and there’s no doctor to see her. She hasn’t had a bite to eat since noon. She’s never known such hardship! She kept saying she was wrong, that she wanted to apologize to you and Ms. Rose when you got back. But she couldn’t hold on."

Before Hunter could respond, Martha fell to her knees.

"Hunter, I beg you, for the sake of your sibling bond, please allow a doctor to see Serena. I’m really afraid for her life. She’s been running a high fever for so long! Please let the kitchen prepare some hot porridge for her? I beg you."

Seeing this woman in her fifties kneeling on the floor, crying and pleading, Hunter was moved.

Looking at the girl on the bed, he was reminded of years ago when she was sick—how the whole family would gather around her, caring and fussing.

"Go fetch the doctor."

When Martha heard Hunter’s command, her bowing motion abruptly froze in surprise. Overjoyed, she exclaimed, "Thank you, Hunter! Thank you! I’ll call Dr. Lee right away."

When Dr. Lee arrived, Martha, with tears in her eyes, said excitedly, "Serena, Dr. Lee is here. You’re going to be fine. Hunter is here to see you too."

While Dr. Lee was examining the girl on the bed, Martha feared the doctor would discover Serena’s fever was due to a common cold caught from getting chilled. So, she concocted a story.

"Serena got her heart broken. She cried from afternoon till night. Then she just developed a fever."

Dr. Lee nodded. "Crying can raise the body temperature, making the body feel hot, but after a while, once the emotions stabilize, the body temperature will gradually return to normal."

"But Serena’s been having a fever for a while now, and there’s no sign of her temperature going down."

"She caught a cold."

Upon hearing this, Martha felt a sudden pang in her heart. She hadn’t expected Dr. Lee to figure it out!

Feigning ignorance, she asked, "Can crying for too long also cause a fever?"

"Well..." Dr. Lee paused his examination and looked at her. "Crying for a long time can lead to a weakened immune system, making one susceptible to catching a cold. If you’re exposed to cold wind or rain during this time, you can easily get sick."

"She was fine in the afternoon," Hunter added.

Martha, worried that Serena’s cold bath would be suspected, quickly interjected, "Oh, I remember now! Serena cried for a long time in the afternoon, and no amount of comforting helped. In the end, she went to the balcony to get some fresh air. Maybe she caught a chill then."

Dr. Lee nodded understandingly. "That’s possible."

"Serena mentioned how last winter, the family gathered around the fireplace for hot chocolate, and the winter before that..."

Martha intentionally stopped there, noticing Hunter seemed to be reminiscing about old times. She felt a sense of relief, knowing that it would work.

"Take some medicine. If it’s above 101.3°F, a fever patch won’t work." Dr. Lee finished his diagnosis and prescribed some medication to Martha.

Martha thanked him repeatedly. After seeing Dr. Lee off, she fed Serena the medicine.

"Could you step outside for a moment?"

After she finished giving Serena her medicine, Hunter suddenly spoke.

Martha felt a sense of dread but followed Hunter onto the balcony.

Hunter’s gaze was intimidating no matter who he looked at. Now, he looked at Martha and asked,

"You’ve been in this family for many years. There are some things I’m going to ask outright."

"Feel free to ask, Hunter," Martha replied respectfully. "As long as I know, I’ll tell you everything."

"Then tell me, what kind of person is Serena?"

"Serena’s virtues are endless! She’s kind-hearted, innocent, graceful, cheerful, beautiful, brave, considerate, talented in music, chess, poetry, painting—"

"And how can such a person suddenly become narrow-minded, cunning, and scheming?"

Upon hearing this, Martha realized Hunter’s concerns and quickly explained, "Mr. Collins, I’ve never encouraged Serena to do anything wrong. Please understand!"

"Serena was raised by you. Today, she made a mistake, and you’re responsible too." Hunter looked at her emotionlessly. "You’re not getting this month’s salary, and the holiday bonus."