Chapter 837

Joshua was right. Ethan was indeed sick. He had been running a temperature for the whole night. He was bedridden, almost losing his life.

Kelvin was peeling an apple next to the bed like a maiden. His mouth didn't stop running. "Mr. Miller, look at you. What's all this for? You've been following Mrs. Miller around for half a year in disguise. In the end, you couldn't even hold her hand once."

Brent glared at him. "Can't you stop talking for a moment? Do you think Mr. Miller asked for that?"

Brent then handed a glass of warm water to Ethan. "Mr. Miller, have some water. You'll get better."

Ethan, whose face was pale and lips were chapped, appeared haggard.

After drinking water, he rested against the headboard. He kneaded his forehead, trying to fight through the dizziness.

The first thing he mentioned was about Olivia. "How's Liv doing?"

"Joshua is as meticulous as a lady is. Leave it to him. He knows Mrs. Miller's favorite foods like the back of his hand. He won't send the wrong