Chapter 199

Renee's eyes widened as she realized she had just mentioned something she shouldn't have known.

She tried to pull her hand away, but Carl tightened his grip.

"Explain," he demanded.

"I... I've just seen you drinking it every time you coughed before," Renee said, wincing. "That hurts."

Carl loosened his grip slightly but didn't let go.

He leaned in, intrigued. "Every time?"

Renee bit her lip, realizing she had revealed something she shouldn't have.

She turned her head away, determined not to say another word.

Carl's gaze intensified. His feverish body tensed, his eyes fixed on her with growing focus.

Renee sensed the heat coming closer. She turned to find Carl's face inches from hers.

His eyes lowered to her lips. His thick eyelashes hid the emotions rising in his eyes, exuding an indescribable allure.

Renee gripped the bedsheet tighter.

Don't panic, she told herself.

To her surprise, Carl pulled away.

"I'm sick," he said hoarsely.

Renee froze, clutching the sheet even ti