Chapter 82

After what had happened, how could Christina act as if everything was okay? How could her expression remain so calm? Did she know what would have happened if he arrived at her aid a single second later?

Michael pushed back the fury that was rising in his chest. “Why would you give me something you’ve already worn? Just throw it out.”

Provoked by what he had said, Christina felt the blood rush to her face. Did he mean to say that she was filthy? How dare he say that to her face when she did not even detest the clothes he got for her in the first place?!

As her fever burned even more, she felt her head spin more than before. Her body temperature changed drastically and she found herself freezing for one second, yet scorching hot the next. It was becoming unbearable. Holding back how unwell she felt, Christina walked to the door, swung it open, and walked out of the room.

Mustering all of her energy, she told herself to keep it together as she struggled not to fall in front of him. Af