Chapter 393

After entering the bedroom, Shirley carefully helped Isabelle down and tucked her in. Isabelle held her hand. "My headache is getting worse, so I'm probably not going. Tell them not to wait for me." "But…" "No buts," Isabelle interrupted. She patted Shirley's hand reassuringly. "Don't worry. It's an illness I've had for some time now. I know my body." Shirley remained concerned. "Shall I stay here with you?" "No need. Just leave." Isabelle waved her off as if to drive her away. Shirley didn't insist, thinking Isabelle just wanted some peace. She gave a few instructions and left the room. Isabelle finally let out a sigh of relief. But she suddenly noticed Benjamin leaning against the doorframe with his sharp eyes fixed on her. The sight startled her, but she was no stranger to handling such stressful situations. She kept her composure though feeling guilty and called out, "Ben." Benjamin walked in, crouched by the bed, and placed his warm hand on her forehead to check her temp