Chapter 27

Seeing Henry Mitchell appear at the door, Sophie Lawrence, who was drenched all over, blushed instantly. Henry Mitchell rolled up his sleeves and said calmly, "Go take a bath in the Bathroom Palace. I'll handle things here." Sophie Lawrence nodded immediately and carefully walked out of the Kitchen along the wall.

After Henry Mitchell cleaned up the Kitchen and returned to the Bedroom Castle, Sophie Lawrence still hadn't come out of the Bathroom Palace. He picked up his mobile phone and glanced at the time, only to realize that more than half an hour had passed. Henry Mitchell couldn't help frowning. A trace of worry welled up in his heart, so he pushed open the door of the Bathroom Palace and walked in. Once inside, he found that Sophie Lawrence had fallen asleep in the bathtub at some point.

Henry Mitchell quickly stepped forward to test the water temperature. As soon as he did this, his brows instantly tightened. The water in the bathtub had long become bitterly cold, but Sophie Lawrence was completely unaware and still slept quietly. Without a second thought, Henry Mitchell hurriedly shook her awake.

Sophie Lawrence, who was awakened by the shaking, still looked a bit dazed. She slowly opened her misty eyes, like a little deer lost in the morning mist, looking at Henry Mitchell in front of her in a daze. Henry Mitchell frowned tightly, his face full of worry. He directly bent over and carried Sophie Lawrence out of the bathtub in one go. Then, he casually grabbed the towel beside him and gently wrapped it around her, as if he were protecting an extremely precious treasure, and then carried her out of the Bathroom Palace.

Sophie Lawrence didn't say a word throughout the process and just let Henry Mitchell do as he liked. It was not until she was placed on the bed that her consciousness slowly returned, like a wisp of smoke. Henry Mitchell raised his hand and placed it on Sophie Lawrence's forehead. His voice was cold and deep, with a trace of imperceptible concern, "You're really bold to fall asleep in the bathtub." Sophie Lawrence moved her body and then realized that she had no strength at all, as if her body had been drained.

Henry Mitchell carefully dried the water on Sophie Lawrence with the towel, then tucked her into the quilt and turned around to quickly walk to the Kitchen to make ginger soup. Sophie Lawrence curled up in the quilt and began to recall what had happened just now in the Bathroom Palace while taking a bath. She had originally planned to get out after just a few minutes of soaking, but somehow, Mark's words during the day suddenly rang in her mind, and then her consciousness became blurred, and she had no impression of what happened after that.

After Henry Mitchell put the ginger soup on the stove, he went back to the Bedroom Castle again, threw Sophie Lawrence's pajamas into the quilt, and said, "Put on your clothes." Sophie Lawrence was lying naked in the quilt. Her body had just gotten a little warm, and if she were to put on clothes now, cold air would surely rush in. Just thinking about that cold made her shiver involuntarily. Almost without hesitation, she shook her head. Henry Mitchell's sharp eyes swept over Sophie Lawrence up and down, and he dropped a "Put them on quickly" before turning back to the Kitchen. Sophie Lawrence pursed her lips and still decided not to wear them. When she was lying in the bathtub before, she didn't feel how cold it was. It was only now that she felt the warmth that she began to be afraid. That cold feeling was like a cold snake coiling in her memory.

Henry Mitchell stayed directly in the Kitchen, and Sophie Lawrence also became sleepy in a daze. By the time Henry Mitchell returned to the room with the ginger soup, she had already fallen asleep. Henry Mitchell placed the ginger soup beside the bed, only to find that Sophie Lawrence still hadn't put on her clothes. A trace of anger immediately rose on his face. Just as he was about to step forward and wake her up from her sleep, he suddenly noticed that Sophie Lawrence's face was abnormally red, like a rose blooming in the wrong season, beautiful but dangerous. Henry Mitchell raised his hand and touched it, and it was burning hot.

Henry Mitchell immediately took out a thermometer from the nearby drawer and gently placed it beside Sophie Lawrence's ear. Thirty - nine degrees. Putting down the thermometer, Henry Mitchell didn't dare to delay for a moment and immediately went to the Ink Fragrance Pavilion to find the fast - acting fever medicine at home. Returning to the room, he immediately helped Sophie Lawrence sit up in bed while not forgetting to help her cover the quilt. His movements were swift but still gentle. Sophie Lawrence was dazedly awakened and asked in a muffled voice, "What's wrong?" Henry Mitchell pressed out the medicine and handed it to Sophie Lawrence's mouth, saying softly, "Take the medicine." Sophie Lawrence frowned and subconsciously opened her mouth. Henry Mitchell then brought the ginger soup beside to Sophie Lawrence's mouth, "Drink some ginger soup and swallow the medicine." Sophie Lawrence did as she was told all the way, as obedient as a well - behaved child.

Henry Mitchell bent over and gently helped Sophie Lawrence lie down steadily on the bed. Unintentionally, he touched the quilt covering Sophie Lawrence again. At this time, the quilt slipped down a little with the movement, and Sophie Lawrence's chest was almost exposed. Just then, Sophie Lawrence's hand hidden in the quilt suddenly stretched out, grabbed Henry Mitchell's neck, and pulled him down. There was a trace of confusion and attachment in her eyes as she said softly, "It's been a long time since you've been so gentle to me..."