Renewal Of Love

As soon as he heard the scream, Kevin rushed to the scene - he was the first person there. He seemed to have just woken up. His white shirt was partially unbuttoned, revealing his solid muscles. Emily was still in shock when Kevin rushed in. When she saw him, she became even more frightened.

She looked away. For a second, she was afraid to look at Kevin.

Although she was scared, she had to admit that Kevin looked stunning with his perfect figure. Usually, she wouldn't like men like him with a weird temper and behavior. However, she couldn't bear to see such a sexy scene in the early morning.

"What's wrong with her?" Kevin asked.

Anne lay quietly on the bed with her beautiful eyebrows frowned, her eyes closed, and her lips pursed. Beads of sweat were forming on her forehead. Kevin could sense her discomfort.

He placed his cold palm over her hot forehead.

"Why is it so hot?"

"I don't know!" Emily was panicking. "I just woke up and found that she had a fever. I'll call Sam right away!"

Without a second thought, Emily ran out of the room.

Kevin's face filled with gloom. As he looked at the weak woman in bed, he became more and more anxious. 'How can she be sick after just one night?' he brooded. 'How could such a vicious woman get sick?'

"No!"

His body moved in horror and his brows frowned even tighter. "Why? Why?" Anne started talking in her sleep.

He didn't know what she was talking about. Looking at her face, she seemed to be in great pain.

Kevin couldn't help but reach out his hand for her. When he held her palm, he found out that it was cold and sweaty.

"Anne?"

He still couldn't be gentle to the woman in front of him. It perplexed him that he still spoke in such a cold tone even though he felt very worried about her.

That worry was subtly forming in his deep eyes. "Wake up, Anne. Wake up," he whispered.

"Why do you treat me like this?"

Anne shook her head. A teardrop fell from the corner of her eye, which dampened her hair.

She cried. She actually cried. Kevin watched the woman in front of him as though he was in a trance.

He had never seen her cry. She was such an arrogant woman that she wouldn't easily shed tears no matter what she had experienced.

'But how could she cry so much because of a dream?' Kevin thought, puzzled.

"Why? Why?" Anne continued to speak.

Although it was hard for Kevin to make sense of what she was saying, he had a rough idea why she was saying that.

He looked at her quietly and held her hand even more tightly as the seconds went by.

The door creaked open and the sound of hurried footsteps followed. Before Kevin could even raise his head, he heard the cold voice of Sam. "Step aside," he ordered.

Kevin refused to let go of her. He still held Anne's hand as he squatted on the edge of the bed.

Sam was displeased with Kevin's stubbornness, and his expression turned even colder.

"Kevin, if you don't want her to die, get out of my way."

After another warning, Kevin raised his eyes slightly. He took a deep breath. "I won't allow anything to happen to her," he said coldly.

With a weird look, Sam replied, "If anything happens to her or the baby, that's because you asked for it yourself."

He squatted down and pushed Kevin aside. He studied Anne's face carefully. It seemed like she just had a nightmare and was suffering from a high fever. She looked extremely weak.

After observing for a while, Sam put down the stethoscope in his hand and took out the medicine he had with him. He ordered Emily to help Anne take it.

Anne was burning up. Her temperature was too high and she needed a good long rest to recover.

It didn't help that Anne hadn't eaten anything for a long time. To help her, Sam had to use the injection.

"How is she?"

Kevin asked when he saw that Sam was finished. Sam didn't respond. Instead, with an indifferent expression, he packed his medical kit.

His calmness annoyed Kevin even more.

"Sam, I'm asking you. Are you listening?"

Kevin spoke so loudly that Anne turned over on the bed uneasily.

When Sam noticed Anne moving, he burst in anger. "Kevin, do you have any idea what you have done?" he snapped, staring a hole through Kevin. "She wouldn't be like this if it weren't for you." Kevin narrowed his eyes. "I know. It's my fault," Kevin admitted with a low voice.

It was indeed his fault. If he hadn't come yesterday, perhaps Anne wouldn't have had a fever. Last night, she was wearing very thin clothes and the cold winds had been blowing at her for so long. It was inevitable for her to catch a fever.

"She's fine," Sam assured him.

This was the first time he had ever heard Kevin make an apology. Although he was still angry, Sam didn't want to say anything anymore.

"Really?" Kevin said, his worry still apparent in his voice.

"As long as you stop making her sad, she'll be fine." Once he was finished packing up, Sam looked at Kevin sternly. "I warn you again," he said. "Don't forget that she's carrying your child - the child of the Fu Family. If you want your child to be born without any problems, you'd better leave here."

"Leave?"

Kevin's dark eyes lit up. "No, I can't leave."

If he didn't see his child landing safely, he would never leave. 'What if this woman does something stupid one day?' he thought.

"Can you guarantee that you won't make her sad again?" Sam asked.

Kevin turned to Anne on the bed and then back to Sam. "I can promise," he said, emphasizing every word.

"Really?" Emily gasped in a low voice. She never thought Kevin would give in. She was surprised that Kevin actually made such a promise in front of Sam. However, as regard to whether he really meant it or not, she didn't dare to conclude easily.

Sam knew Kevin very well. Kevin was a man who was clear about what to hate or love and he never made a promise he couldn't keep. Hearing his promise, Sam stayed quiet.

After a while, he nodded and his eyes darkened.

"Remember what you said today. If this happens again, I won't give you another chance," he warned.

Without hesitation, Sam turned around and left the room.

Emily looked at Kevin who was standing still. 'Kevin must want to stay here for a while,' she thought. Considerately, she followed Sam out of the room and closed the door for Kevin. Sam went downstairs. He felt a little unhappy. Remembering what Kevin had done these days pissed him off. But since Kevin promised him, there was no reason for him not to believe him. "Are you okay?"

Emily, who was behind Sam, asked. It was rare for her to see Sam's face this tired so she couldn't help but worry.

"It's nothing."

He rubbed his eyebrows and closed his eyes slightly. He looked exhausted when he sat on the sofa.

"Are you really okay?" Emily asked again, the worry still lingering on her tone. "You look so tired. What time did you sleep last night?"

He placed his hand down and opened his eyes. They were deep and dark.

"Three o'clock in the morning."

"Oh my God!" Emily exclaimed and looked at her wristwatch. It was seven o'clock in the morning, which meant that Sam had only slept for less than four hours.

'Did he work in the kitchen all night yesterday?' she wondered. 'What kept him busy?'

"Didn't you sleep the whole night?" she asked.

"I slept for three hours." Sam looked at his watch. "I'll go to handle the matter of the lemon tree," he said. "Take care of Anne."

After saying that, he stood up, his figure still so slender. Emily felt her nose go sour.

"Aren't you tired?"

She didn't know what else to say to stop him.

Sam smiled and shook his head. "No, I'm not tired."

He turned around and left. His straight figure soon disappeared in Emily's sight. Emily was left standing still for a long time.

In the room on the second floor near the mountain, Anne was still lying on the bed with her eyes closed.

Kevin sat next to her. He looked down at her delicate eyebrows and suddenly calmed down. This was the first time he had been so close to her. He watched her very carefully.

Like jasmine, she was very delicate and elegant. The sights of her eyes, eyebrows, and smile were all very refreshing.

However, underneath this beauty lay a heart that was as vicious as a snake or a scorpion.

Kevin placed his hand on her head and touched her eyebrows with his rough fingertips.

He sighed, "If only you weren't that kind of woman."

Something was moving on her face that made her itch and uncomfortable. Anne frowned. She wanted to open her eyes, but she was too weak to lift her heavy eyelids. "Anne, once you give birth to the baby, I will set you free."

The voice sounded both strange and familiar. She felt she had heard it somewhere.

"As long as the baby is born safely, I can let go of everything you have done before."

After a while, his warm fingers stopped at the corner of her wet eyes. When she looked up, Kevin suddenly withdrew his hand.

When both their eyes met, Anne was surprised.

"Why are you here?" she said feebly.

Kevin's face reverted to its usual indifference and glanced at her. "What's wrong?" he said in a deep voice. "Am I not allowed here?"

Anne moved and felt a sharp pain at the back of her hand. She looked down and saw a needle pressed onto her hand. 'When did this needle get here?' She couldn't remember.

It looked like a bottle of the syringe along the infusion line.

She frowned and realized that Sam had used the injection on her in the end.

"Don't move!" Kevin exclaimed.

When she still kept moving, he grabbed her right hand to stop it. "You have a fever," he whispered to her. "You need to rest."

Anne wasn't used to Kevin being this gentle with her.

She pursed her lips and looked at him. "Where are Sam and the others?" she asked.

"I don't know."

As soon as she asked about Sam, Kevin's face immediately turned cold.