Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband-Chapter 993 - Started Running a High Fever Since

Chapter 993: Chapter 993: Started Running a High Fever Since Last Night

Chapter 993 -993: Started Running a High Fever Since Last Night

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If she liked Clayton Howard, why didn’t she confess her feelings to him earlier, so that they, the elders, could understand that her heart was not with the Bewell Family’s Second Young Master?

It pained them that during this period of time, they had been introducing her to the Bewell Family’s Second Young Master, thinking they had chosen a decent family for her.

“Clayton Howard, have you and Camila Walker been fond of each other for a long time?” Angela Reid spoke up and asked Clayton Howard. If that were indeed the case, then they had been neglecting their daughter’s feelings, unaware that she was infatuated with someone else, even urging her to associate with other men.

Upon hearing this, Clayton Howard was somewhat startled.

He was not clear when her feelings began, but his heart had indeed been occupied by her since four years ago.

“I know I may not have much strength now, but please believe me, I will give her a world of her own,” he said, looking at the elders with a sincere promise!

Mr. and Mrs. Walker exchanged glances. Although Clayton Howard did not have a prominent family background, he was indeed a decent man. They might find the disparity in social status surprising, but if their daughter truly liked him, they had no right to object, naturally unwilling to deprive their daughter of happiness over a difference in status.

Angela Reid smiled gently, always so understanding, and looked at Clayton Howard before her with great joy, “Child, Camila Walker is in her room. She started running a high fever last night. Although she’s had an injection this morning and is somewhat better, she is still in a deep sleep. You should go up and see her.”

As one who had gone through similar feelings, she naturally noticed the anxious look in his eyes.

Clayton Howard frowned slightly upon hearing this, “Last night? How could she suddenly have a high fever?”

Angela Reid lowered her eyelids, her expression also somewhat melancholic.

Thinking about the Bewell Family’s affair, the elders’ countenances grew troubled.

“It’s because something abruptly came up that Camila Walker went to investigate, probably getting caught in the rain last night. I saw her come back completely soaked,” recalled Angela Reid, her heart aching again at the memory of her daughter’s state the previous night.

However, now thinking back, she found it quite strange and couldn’t help murmuring in confusion, “But where exactly did she go last night to return home close to 12 o’clock?”

The visit to Duke Station Throne was in the afternoon; it couldn’t have taken so long that she would return only then?

As he listened, Clayton Howard’s elegant brow also furrowed slightly, a trace of puzzlement flickering between his eyebrows.

What could have happened to make her come home so late?

Looking up at the room on the second floor, Clayton Howard stepped towards the staircase.

Watching his strapping figure, Graham Berkeley showed a hint of difficulty on his face.

Now that Camila Walker was dating Clayton Howard, it would be even harder to explain to the Bewell Family. He could only hope that this matter would be quickly resolved to avoid one problem following another.

Arriving on the second floor, driven by intuition, Clayton Howard made his way to Camila Walker’s room entrance.

Knowing she was in a deep slumber, he did not knock but gently turned the doorknob and entered.

Looking at the lump under the bedding on the bed, a wave of pain swept through Clayton Howard’s heart.

He heard she had only come home deep into the night, drenched in rainwater.

Quietly walking to the edge of the bed, he sat down, looking at her lightly closed eyes and slightly reddish cheeks. He reached out his hand with a touch of heartache in his voice.

“Camila Walker?”

His voice was incredibly soft, making the person lying on the bed think she was dreaming, dreaming of him.

Only when his voice became clearer and clearer did she slowly open her eyes, and upon lifting her gaze, she saw the man sitting along the edge of the bed.