Chapter 57 Slept in His Arms

"I'm really, really sorry for this, Mr. Stafford. I didn't mean to give you food poisoning. I swear, no matter what, the last person I'd want to hurt in this life is you." Looking at how pale Evan's face was, I felt extremely guilty. I wished so badly that I could take his place in having food poisoning. I was momentarily distracted, and the medicinal fluids in the IV bag had run out. There was already a reflux of blood in the IV line. I pressed the call bell quickly for the nurse. The nurse was quick to appear. After she had finished with all she had to do, the look she gave me was almost like she was reproaching me for being an incompetent caretaker. My guilt intensified. I saw Evan's frown etching more and more deeply into his forehead. I leaned in and felt his forehead with my hand. "You're not having a fever, but you don't look well. Are you feeling any discomfort anywhere?" "No." "You're lying to me, Mr. Stafford. Are you still blaming me? I—" "I do feel a bit of disco