Besides, Kevin was still in the hospital, and Karina's mind was preoccupied with worry for her brother.

Last night, it was a call from the White family saying Kevin was not doing well, in so much pain he couldn't sleep, and acting like he was on his deathbed.

Karina had insisted on rushing back overnight, which was what had angered Noah and led to their fight.

She had been giving him the silent treatment all night, refused to watch the sunrise with him this morning, and still wore a sour expression.

Noah suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion and just wanted to get back as soon as possible.

Bennett and Yvonne quickly packed their things. They had only planned to stay for a day, so they hadn't brought much.

Karina, on the other hand, had packed a full suitcase, including several sets of jewelry and evening dresses for herself and Nicola. She had hung them all in the closet last night and now had to pack them all up again, piece by piece.

Noah stood by, watching her stuff things into the suitcase, his face as dark as a storm cloud.

He had reminded her before they left not to bring so many useless things. But Karina hadn't listened, afraid Yvonne would outshine her.

Karina took a long time packing and still wasn't finished.

Noah was growing impatient. He went straight downstairs and said to Bennett, “Karina is still packing. Why don't you and Ms. Jones head back first? We came in two cars anyway."

"Alright, Yvonne and I will head back then. Let's get together again sometime soon," Bennett replied.

He and Yvonne were the first to drive away.

It was another two-hour drive back.

Yvonne sat in the passenger seat, feeling dizzy and cold, unable to stop shivering. "What's wrong?" Bennett asked.

"I'm a little cold," Yvonne said, wrapping her arms around herself and shuddering.

With one hand on the steering wheel, Bennett adjusted the car's climate control, turning the heat up to the maximum.

Yvonne felt a little warmer, but she couldn't stop sneezing.

“Are you feeling unwell? Should we stop by a hospital to get you checked out?" Bennett asked with concern.

Yvonne shook her head. "I probably just caught a chill from the cold wind this morning while watching. the sunrise. My body's a bit fragne these days; I can't handle to@much strain."

Bennett nodded, then deliberately misinterpreted her, replying with a smile, "I understand."

Yvonne paused for a moment before realizing what he was implying. Her cheeks flushed, and she lightly punched his arm.

Bennett held the steering wheel with

one hand and took hers with the

other, smiling with a mix of helplessness, and affection Be good, no messing around. I'm driving."

For their safety and the safety of others on the road, Yvonne obediently sat still in her seat.

However, she still felt dizzy and cold all over.

Bennett noticed something was wrong too.

Yvonne's normally fair face was now an unnatural shade of red.

Bennett reached out and touched her forehead. It was burning hot.

"Vonnie, you have a fever," Bennett's brow furrowed, and his grip on the steering wheel tightened.

Bennett sped up, changing their destination from Cherry Bay to the nearest city hospital.

By the time Bennett's car pulled up in front of the hospital, Yvonne was already delirious with fever.

“Ben, are we home? I'm a little sleepy, I want to take a nap,” Yvonne said, rubbing her eyes.

"Go on, sleep for a while if you're

tired." Bennett unbuckled her

seatbelt lifted her out

the

vel

passenger seat, and carried her as he strode quickly into the hospital.

Bennett had already called the hospital on his way there.