((( Rhio POV's )))
"I heard Jasmin has gotten sick. Is that true?" I sighed. Couldn't he just ask without punching me?
"She's got a fever."
"And what's that motherfucker doing here?" he added.
"Looking for trouble. What do you want?"
"I'm just here to see Jasmin's condition."
"Take him to her room," I looked at the maids.
"What happened to Derick?" another voice came out of nowhere. It was Dennise. She followed Dexter.
I let them look at Jasmin without me but my presence was immediately requested when Jasmin woke up again. She has started crying and screaming when she saw them. She was terribly frightened.
"What's happening to her?" Dexter asked in a mixture of anger and worry.
I didn't respond to his question but ordered my men to dismiss everyone inside the room
"No!" I stopped the doctor from injecting Jasmin another drug. "All of you get out!"
When the room was cleared, I faced Jasmin. She was crying… So I suddenly remembered her tear-stained face when I saved her from Derick in the bar. I embraced her and she let me. Her crying was continuous so I slowly placed my hand on her back and gently caressed it.
"Please don't cry," I hushed the faint sound of her weeping, "I'm here to protect you."
I felt her hug tightened around me but her crying still went on… It made me happy to realize she still trusted me. As the time ticked, she gradually fell asleep. I laid her body down and wrapped the blanket up her shoulders. Where was that crazy woman I've always known? She's been a little kid lately that needed attention.
But her fever scared me. It wasn't subsiding. She remained asleep until the night and has skipped the dinner so the doctors decided to put a feeding tube on her instead. And that made me sleepless… Worry has replaced all my desires of slumber although my body was really exhausted from the Summit and the flight.