Chapter 424: Chapter 424

"Where have you been? How did you end up ?" Elias Sinclair spotted Quinn Lockwood and quickly walked over, reaching out to encircle her in his arms, not wanting to let her escape again.

But Quinn Lockwood immediately stepped back to dodge his hand, turning her gaze away, not even glancing at Elias.

"Just got caught in the rain to clear my head." Quinn’s face was solemn.

Yes, clearing her head was the only way to realize that to Elias Sinclair, she was nothing at all.

Her brain, due to extreme dizziness, made her vision blurry, and even if her eyes were wide open, she couldn’t see anything clearly.

Elias Sinclair felt a deep rage within him due to Quinn’s indifferent and fearless attitude. This was the first time he was so proactive with a woman, and yet he was repeatedly pushed away by her.

At the same time, Elias noticed Quinn’s unusual behavior; her cheeks were flushed red, while her lips were frighteningly pale.

"You’re sick." Ignoring Quinn’s refusal, the man directly pressed his large hand to her forehead. The scorching temperature seemed to exceed human limits, causing Elias’s fingertips to tremble as if they were pricked by needles.

"Let’s go to the hospital." Elias assertively took Quinn’s hand, his eyes full of indescribable tenderness and pain, disregarding all those things about Quinn that had displeased him.

As long as she was still there, everything else could be resolved slowly.

As long as she was safe and sound.

The man held Quinn’s small hand, which was equally hot to the touch, feeling like holding a hand warmer that emitted heat.

"Let go of me." Quinn forcefully tried to pull her hand back, attempting to break free from Elias’s grasp, but he swiftly caught her again.

Quinn coldly stared at Elias, her gaze as distant as if she were looking at a stranger she didn’t recognize.

She would rather die than be cared for by this man.

"Let her go." Cameron Grant grabbed Quinn’s other hand to prevent Elias from taking her away, his entire being exuding a chilling, grave aura once again.

Melody Shepherd watched these two high-status men, nearly turning against each other over Quinn, and jealousy surged and spread within her heart, deeply taking root and piercing her painfully.

Quinn was barely holding herself up on sheer willpower, and the tug-of-war between the two made everything collapse.

Her head spun like mush from all the swaying, her blood seemed to rush uncontrollably upwards, and the fever-induced heat felt like her organs were in a high-pressure zone. Thıs text ıs hosted at novel•fire.net

She couldn’t hold on anymore; it was too excruciating.

Quinn felt her vision blurring further, her body uncontrollably collapsing in one direction, and all she sensed was darkness enveloping her.

Elias Sinclair noticed something amiss the moment Quinn’s eyes started to droop.

The man quickly stepped forward, outpacing Cameron, and caught Quinn in his arms.

"Elias Sinclair." Cameron’s hand grabbed at the air, seeing Quinn cradled by Elias, and a surge of anger passed through his eyes.

Elias’s face remained cold, his arms steady and strong as they encircled Quinn. His eyes were still dark and deep, hidden beneath the chill, with an elusive gentleness and tenderness.

It was a light that only flickered when he looked at Quinn.

"Cameron Grant, Savannah Lowell is my wife." The man’s voice was cold and low, carrying an indescribable emotion.

Elias’s gaze fell on Cameron as if inspecting or probing something.

"You need to mind your status." The man paused for a few seconds, issuing a warning before scooping Quinn up horizontally and heading towards his car.

Melody secretly clenched her fists, quickly putting on a worried look and following. However, the moment her hand touched the car door, Elias’s restrained angry voice rang out: "Go away."

Melody was stunned, thinking she must have misheard.

She opened her mouth, wanting to confirm that Elias wasn’t speaking to her, but the sound of the car door closing and the engine starting clearly told Melody she hadn’t misheard—Elias was telling her to go away.

Melody couldn’t believe her ears; the two words spoken by Elias felt like a thunderbolt to her head, and like a bucket of cold water poured from head to toe.

In fact, Elias was already being gentle considering his long acquaintance with Melody.

If anyone else had tried to get in his car with him, he would have bluntly told them to get lost.

Cameron watched Elias take Quinn away, but due to his status, he was powerless, a myriad of complex emotions flashing in his clear eyes, impossible to capture or interpret.

Even after Elias’s car disappeared from sight, Melody remained standing there, her gaze deep and fixed in that direction.

Cameron coldly looked at Melody, his eyes dark as night, hiding an indescribable complexity.

Maybe sensing someone was watching, Melody turned around and met Cameron’s sharp, complex gaze.

"Mr. Grant, don’t worry, Miss Lowell will be safe." Melody gave a graceful and poised smile, her eyes clear as if a fragrant white lotus were blossoming.

Perhaps thinking his gaze was too sharp, Cameron briefly lowered his eyes, then resumed his usual gentle demeanor.

The man didn’t respond to Melody’s remark but slightly nodded to acknowledge it, then turned and walked toward the parking area.

He had many things to investigate.

About Quinn and Jonah Hansen, about Melody, and the mastermind behind spreading false news about Quinn...

Elias was already driving the car at breakneck speed by now.

In just a few minutes, he reached the hospital, taking steady steps as he carried Quinn into the VIP private clinic.

The comprehensive results of various tests showed that Quinn was not just suffering from a simple chill from the rain but had developed severe lobar pneumonia, with a persistent high fever climbing to nearly forty degrees.

When Quinn was brought in, she was almost in a state of shock.

The doctors and nurses busily worked for most of the morning before barely managing to control Quinn’s body temperature from rising further.

Elias practically stayed by Quinn’s side without leaving, his originally soaked suit now half-dry.

It wasn’t until Melody took it upon herself to have Kevin send over a clean set of clothes and stood in for Quinn for a few minutes that Elias changed into a new outfit.

He had Kevin bring a deep blue suit, Quinn’s favorite color.

It was a couple’s set that matched one of Quinn’s bespoke blue dresses, but Elias had never mentioned it to Quinn before.