"Engh…" A groan was heard from Dimas' mouth, who still closed his eyes in a feverish state. He squirmed uncomfortably under the covers before finally opening his eyes.
Dimly, Dimas saw the silhouette of someone who was standing beside his bed while casting a sharp gaze. Blinking his eyes a few times, Dimas could clearly see the silhouette.
"Huh… huh… B-Brother… Liam?" Dimas said with difficulty, accompanied by a breathless voice. It felt so hard to breathe. Hot steam came out of his mouth, indicating how high his body temperature was right now.
William closed his lips tightly with a complicated look. His eyes traced every inch of Dimas' body, which was covered by a blanket. Slowly but surely, William sat beside Dimas who continued to observe his brother's movements.
