"He is fine. This is just the effect of contradicting what he was made to intake for almost five years," Alexander said after checking on Cyrus.
"I see. That is good then. I started worrying when he suddenly broke into a fever," Heather sighed.
Just before Alexander and Lance came, Cyrus' temperature suddenly started rising.
He was obviously having troubles in his sleep due to his brows being furrowed yet he even broke into a fever.
Alexander looked at her before pulling her into the sofa.
"What is going on?" she asked.
She looked at herself and wondered if he saw a wound or something.
"You yourself does not look good. I heard from Hunter that you have problems with him for weeks already."
"That was my fault though," she admitted.
"You should sleep. I know you won't be able to do so in a different room, so just sleep here."
Heather looked at the sleeping Cyrus.
