His Domineering Lover
Chapter 514

On this cold winter's day, Tracey snuggled down on the warm sofa with a favorite book. There was a warm cup of coffee on the table and beautiful snowflakes outside the window. She thought it was one of the best days of her life. She just got back to the country yesterday, so she decided to go back to work tomorrow.

As she was thinking, her phone rang. She picked it up without even looking at the caller ID.

"Hello."

"Tracey, it's me." It was Sean. His voice was a bit hoarse and weak.

"What's up?" Tracey wondered if his injury returned.

"I have a fever, it's pretty serious. Can you come and get me a glass of water? I can't do it myself." Sean sounded like he was on the verge of death.

Tracey frowned. Rachel took William to provoke him last night. Maybe he was really sick.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there." He'd been hurt for her, so she always felt she owed him.

"Tracey, where are you going?" Jane was washing dishes in the kitchen when she heard that Tracey was going out.

"I'm gonna go next door. I'll be right back." It was so cold, and it was dangerous to get sick at home alone.

Tracey rushed to the next door and found that the door was closed. She didn't think Sean had the strength to walk, so she called him. "What's the password?" "Your birthday."

Tracey sighed. No wonder Rachel hated her so much.

She felt so uncomfortable when Wilson said that Chelsea died for Adam. If Adam thought about another woman all the time like Sean did, she might go crazy. Even the best-tempered woman wouldn't accept that the man she loved was into another woman. Moreover, Rachel was vain and bad-tempered. Tracey entered the house. It was the first time for her to be here. She was a little distracted by the Mediterranean decor.

She remembered telling him in high school that she wanted a Mediterranean style house on the beach. At that time, she thought he would be her husband. She didn't expect that he still remembered this. Sadly, it was of no use.

Unlike her home, Sean's house was cold and quiet. She went upstairs, knocked on the door, and then went in his room.

Sean was lying alone on the bed. She slowly walked toward him.

"Are you alright?"

His face was suffused with color. He stood in the snow most of the night yesterday. The fever was inevitable.

Tracey reached out her hand to touch his forehead. "Your temperature is abnormally high. Let me take you to the hospital."

"I'm good. Please get me cup of hot water and cold medicine. I'm not that weak." Sean stared at Tracey with a heavy head.

"Okay, wait a minute." Tracey put a wet towel on his forehead to cool him, and then got him a cup of hot water.

She turned on the heat and went to the medicine kit. Looking at her back, he suddenly felt that they had gone back in time.

How nice would it be if she could stay with him forever!

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll make you porridge."

"Thank you." Sean fell asleep soon after taking the medicine. In his dream, Tracey became his girlfriend again and he smiled very happily.

When the porridge was ready, she handed it to him. "Get up and drink it."

Sean opened his eyes and was helped up by Tracey. She blew on the porridge and fed him.

"Go to the hospital if your fever doesn't subside." Tracey reminded him.

"I'm fine." If he had gone to the hospital, how would he have seen her? He just wanted her to take care of him.

However, Tracey said, "I just called your mother. She'll be here soon. You live here alone and you're sick. You need someone to take care of you."

Sean didn't want anyone else to take care of him at all. He just wanted to spend more time with her, but the universe said he couldn't, because the doorbell rang.

"It must be your mom. I'll get it." As Tracey said this, she put the porridge aside. Looking at her back, he felt endless bitterness.

As Tracey expected, it was Sean's mother. She was not as hostile to Tracey as before. "I wouldn't have come if I knew you were here. Only you're his medicine."

Tracey thought it was kind of weird. Didn't Sean's mother hate her? She still remembered the slap she got when Sean got hurt for her.

No wonder people often said a woman's heart was a deep ocean of secrets.

"I'd better leave. He's just taken cold medicine. If his fever doesn't subside, you might have to take him to the hospital."

"But..." Sean's mother still wanted to say something, but Tracey had left.

"D*mn it, what a ruthless girl!" She stomped her foot in anger. Apparently, Tracey's refusal annoyed her.

She went upstairs and found Sean sitting alone on the big bed.

He was very handsome. At this moment, he looked moodily out of the window, making him look hotter.

"Mom, is she gone?"

"Yes, she asked me to take care of you."

"I see." Sean said faintly, but there was a hint of sorrow in his tone. He looked at the heavy snow outside in silence.

Happiness had nothing to do with him anymore. Noticing his sadness, his mom felt a bit of heartache. "Sean, are you hungry?" "Mom... I really regret it. I lost her..." Sean muttered.

"You're not God, and you can't be infallible forever. Will you eat something? You've lost weight."

"I hate myself. Why would I choose Rachel over Tracey? If I had been there for Tracey when she was at her worst, she'd still be mine.

"I didn't realize until now that power and money were nothing. She's the only one I want!"

"Sean..."