Chapter 1138

In his fevered daze, Frederick suddenly reached out, seizing Hazel’s hand with startling urgency. Before she could react, he pulled her downward, her slender frame collapsing gently against his broad chest. Alarmed that the sudden motion might dislodge the IV needle in his arm, Hazel instinctively pressed her free hand against the injection site, steadying it with care. Caught between preserving his treatment and easing his restlessness, she quietly nestled closer, her breath brushing against his collarbone. But the moment her warmth settled against him, Frederick, still unconscious and unaware, sought her instinctively—his lips found hers in a sudden, fervent kiss. His touch was hot, fevered, and filled with a desperate need he could neither understand nor restrain. Startled, Hazel could only cradle his bandaged hand in both of hers, afraid that pushing him away would cause further harm. Her resistance faltered as his kiss deepened, her mind turning blank and her strength dissipating