Filed To Story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
Shirley pressed the nurse call button and went to the doctor’s office. The doctor immediately came to check on Zacharias.
“Immediately start physical cooling for Mr. Flintstone,” the doctor said.
At this moment, Zacharias, who had been sleeping all this time, woke up. The high fever made the corners of his eyes slightly red. His voice was hoarse as he asked, “What’s wrong with me?”
“You suddenly developed a high fever. Right now, we’ll start with physical cooling for you,” the doctor explained.
At the same time, a nurse was preparing the alcohol for cooling. One of the other nurses lifted his blanket and unbuttoned his hospital gown. Shirley watched as the doctor and nurses worked frantically, her heart pounding.
As the nurse with the cooling towel approached Zacharias’ neck, he suddenly stiffened. He turned to the nurse uncomfortably and said, “Give the towel to her.
Let her help me with it.”
Shirley was suddenly called out. She was a bit dazed but quickly understood.
The nurse also blushed. Even though it wasn’t the time to be blushing, the sight of Zacharias unbuttoning his shirt was still undeniably attractive to any woman.
Under the doctor’s guidance, Shirley took the towel and began to help Zacharias cool down. This time, he didn’t feel uncomfortable, and he even relaxed.
“Mr. Flintstone just took medicine, so we’ll use physical cooling to lower your temperature for now. If it doesn’t work, we’ll resort to medication, the doctor explained. They couldn’t afford to be careless with Zacharias” medication.
Zacharias nodded. “Let her do it. You can step out for now.” The doctor exchanged a few words with Shirley before leaving the room with the nurse.
Inside the room, Zacharias reclined halfway, his slender neck slightly raised to make it easier for Shirley to wipe him down.
His hospital gown was open, revealing the honey-colored texture of his skin. His defined chest and abdominal muscles seemed to merge seamlessly. Even though he was running a high fever, he still gave off a visual pleasure of strength and power.
She diligently followed the doctor’s instructions. to help him cool down.
However, what was this feverish man up to?
Zacharias stared intently at Shirley from such close quarters, his gaze exuding a blatant seduction. She was not just any ordinary girl; she had remarkable self control. She focused solely on her task, ignoring the alluring charmi in the man’s eyes.
She reached out to check the temperature on his forehead. He squinted, enjoying the touch of her hand. She breathed a sigh of relief as he finally started to cool down.
Seeing that Zacharias continued to gaze at her, Shirley couldn’t help but give him an annoyed glare. However, his intense stare didn’t make her feel offended.
Instead, it made her feel like a valuable piece of art displayed for his admiration, which was an honor.
Suddenly, he felt thirsty. He didn’t ask her to fetch water for him, as there was already a glass of water on the nearby table. He reached out and grabbed it, bringing it to his lips to take a sip. Shirley realized what Zacharias was doing and hurriedly stopped him. ‘Don’t drink that, it’s my glass.”
“After we’ve already kissed, you’re concerned about this?” He raised an eyebrow, unabashedly sipping from her glass. She looked at him speechlessly.
“Besides me, has Cole also kissed you before?” His gaze shifted from the rim of the glass to her. Thinking back to when she said goodbye to Cole, Shirley did want to kiss him goodbye, but in the end, he only kissed her on the forehead.
“I’m not telling you,” she said haughtily. Zacharias didn’t need her to tell him. He still had pictures of them kissing on his phone.
“Give me another glass.” He handed her the glass.
Shirley took it and poured him another glass of water. After he finished it, he instructed, ‘Get Freddie in here.”
She opened the door and called Freddie over, who entered with a briefcase in hand. Seeing that they still had work to attend to, she went outside. After a while, Freddie walked out and said, “Miss Lloyd, Mr. Flintstone wants to see you.”
Shirley went in again and saw Zacharias sitting with a stack of documents beside him. However, his right hand was temporarily immobilized. It was wrapped in bandages, and he couldn’t move it.
‘Bring me some paper and a pen,” the man instructed her. She found them and handed them over. She watched as he started to write with his left hand.
Shirley couldn’t help but be surprised and pondered, He can write with his left hand? She watched as he wrote his name on the paper, the strokes smooth and confident..
Zacharias practiced his signature a few more times. Finally, he felt it was satisfactory. He told her, “Open the documents for me. I’m ready to sign.”
She asked, “Shouldn’t I call in Freddie to help you? I don’t know which pages you need to sign.”
“I’ll tell you.” He still preferred her assistance. Shirley picked up the top document. She watched as Zacharias directed her to turn the pages, finding the spots that required his signature. With his left hand, he took the pen and signed his name quickly and decisively.
She couldn’t help but wonder if he had been left-handed as a child.
Without saying a word, she acted as the tool to help him turn the pages. She stayed by his side until he signed all the documents, then returned them to the nearby briefcase. Then, she took it and handed it over to Freddie
When Shirley returned to the room, Zacharias suddenly made a request. “Could you wash my hair? It’s so itchy.”
She was taken aback. She observed the man, who had been hospitalized since his injury. Considering his usual cleanliness, he must not have had a proper bath or washed his hair for some time.
“Alright, I’ll get a basin of hot water,” she said. She fetched a basin of water, and he reclined on the bed. His striking face came into her view.
With her palms, she scooped some water and dampened his black hair. As her delicate fingers moved through his strands, it felt like a feather gently brushed against his heart.
Zacharias lying posture exposed his neck, showcasing his seductive Adam’s apple. His thin lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes, beautifully shaped and glistening, held at captivating radiance. He seemed like an enchanting male fairy.
Shirley’s gaze met his eyes briefly. Then, she glanced at his slightly upturned lips. For some inexplicable reason, her heart skipped a beat.
She wet his hair thoroughly, then started massaging it with her fingertips. His hair was.. exceptional- dense, glossy, and lustrous.
Imitating the techniques used in hair salons, she gave him a thorough wash. At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Roy, who seemed to have something to report, pushed the door open. However, upon seeing the scene, he tactfully retreated and closed the door.
Shirley quickly washed Zacharias’ hair, then used a clean towel to wipe away any excess water. She took out a hairdryer and started blow-drying his hair..
Throughout the process, he either enjoyed the sensation with half-closed eyes or kept them open, watching her. For him, it seemed like this injury had some unexpected benefits. At least he was receiving such intimate care from her.
With his hair now dry and styled, he looked like he’d shed a few years. Typically, he presented. himself with an imposing presence and a stern look. Yet today, with his jet-black hair falling gently over his forehead, he resembled a tamed tiger.
“Would you mind giving me a body wash tonight?” With his hair now clean, his greediness seemed to increase. He was beginning to feel uncomfortable all over now. However, he couldn’t move his hand due to his shoulder injury, so taking a shower was also out of the question. He’d undoubtedly feel better if someone could assist him with a wipe-down
“I can discuss it with Captain Barlowe and have him assist you,” Shirley smirked. Zacharias’ face stiffened for a few seconds. “Forget it,” he said finally, with reluctance. “I want you to do it.”
She simply ignored him. “You should focus on recovery.”