Chapter 732

Catelyn set up the alarm and glanced at Cedrick, only to notice that he was blushing. Shocked, she asked, "Cedrick, are you running a fever? Why do you look so flushed?"

She kicked her shoes off and crawled onto the bed, placing her warm palm on his forehead. As she did, the faint scent of gardenias she emitted instantly assaulted his senses.

"I think you might have a fever. Hang on, I'll grab the thermometer," she mumbled and reached into the drawer under the nightstand.

In the end, she frantically put on her sweater and jacket before fleeing from the bedroom. She reached up to touch her face and was relieved that she herself was not red in the face.

...

Completely losing the urge to go back to sleep, Cedrick went to the bathroom to take a cold shower. By the time he went downstairs, Catelyn had just finished her sandwich and was changing her shoes by the porch with traces of milk on the corner of her mouth.

Cedrick picked up the car keys. "I'll give you a lift."

"It's fine," C