A wedding night Love Affair With The Billionaire

Chapter 52 You're Getting Too Bold for Your Own Good, Eliza Stone

Aunt Bell had always been friendly and gentle in Eliza's impression, be it toward herself or the

servants.

However, the familiar voice had a different feeling then.

Aunt Bell was standing up for her.

The servants all silenced, surprised to discover Aunt Bell overheard their conversation.

She didn't reprimand them too badly, only warning them to never say such things again before

dispersing them.

The area then quieted down again.

Eliza stood outside for a while longer until she began to feel cold from the autumn breeze.

Shuddering, she took a deep breath and entered.

The voices were long gone, but they left a trace in her heart.

It was still early, and Tanner had yet to return.

Aunt Bell was cleaning the hall when she saw Eliza and quickly went up to her.

"Mrs. Deleon, you must be hungry. The kitchen is getting dinner ready. Is there anything you'd like to

eat? I'll get them to make it right away."

Eliza looked at her with gratitude.

Ms. Bell genuinely cared about her, be it right at her or behind.

Regardless of her motives, Eliza would never forget how sweet she was.

"It's okay, Aunt Bell. I've already eaten outside."

Eliza wasn't in the mood to eat, and her voice was weak.

Ms. Bell was stumped, couldn't help thinking, "If Mrs. Deleon had eaten, then when Mr. Deleon

returns…"

He'd probably flip again.

"I'll go upstairs first, Aunt Bell."

Eliza smiled at her, but she looked rather pallid.

Her skinny figure disappeared at the stairs.

Ms. Bell couldn't help being skeptical. She'd accompany Mr. Deleon for dinner back when she was

working. But why was she acting so unusual when she had just returned from her first day of work?

She didn't look like she was in good shape, even more so that she had eaten.

She then started mulling over it. Mrs. Deleon should've long returned, judging from when she got off

work. And right then…

Two servants were gossiping about her in the hall.

Had she overheard their conversation?!

It was already seven then. In other words, she'd have been standing under the cold wind for over an

hour!

This was bad!

Mrs. Deleon didn't look too good when she went up. Oh, how she hoped she wasn't catching a cold.

Ms. Bell had intended to report the unpleasant incident to Mr. Deleon. Seeing that he'd return any time

soon, she thought she'd have to do it even more so now.

The moment the two servants started gossiping about their masters, they had lost their rights to work

here.

Taking a worried look upstairs, Ms. Bell figured she should leave Mrs. Deleon to rest…

The sound of a car engine could be heard outside around seven-thirty.

Mr. Deleon had returned.

The dishes have all been served and were still warm.

Tanner didn't see Eliza when he came in.

He smirked; her every action that day had been under his watchful gaze. Not only did she have a

pleasant lunch with Nicholas, but they also chatted for quite some time when they bid farewell at the

entrance.

He had thought she'd wait here obediently for him. Alas, it was only his wishful thinking!

"You're getting too bold for your own good, Eliza Stone!" he thought.

Ms. Bell had been waiting in the hall all this while, walking straight to Tanner as soon as he came in.

However, midway, she stopped when she saw how grim Mr. Deleon looked.

No matter how calm she was, he was too intimidating.

She stood motionless, silent, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

Noticing her, Tanner's expression softened slightly.

Aunt Bell had been taking care of him since he was a child, or he wouldn't have her managing this

home that meant a great deal to him.

"What is it, Aunt Bell?"

However, despite their relationship, he still spoke indifferently to her, just like he did with everyone else.

Ms. Bell had long gotten used to it. She remembered he was playful and loved to laugh as a child.

However, he grew colder as he grew older.

"Mr. Deleon… two servants were gossiping about Mrs. Deleon's background earlier. She doesn't look

so good, probably overheard it and stood outside for quite some time."

Ms. Bell reported deferentially.

The atmosphere that had just eased tensed once again.

"Fire them. Also, see that their behaviors are rectified. I don't want to hear such things happening

again." NôvelDrama.Org content.

He paused.

"Please and thank you."

With that, he strode upstairs.

Hearing that, Aunt Bell smiled gratifyingly behind him.

Sure enough, Mr. Deleon cared about Mrs. Deleon no matter what.

……

Eliza felt light-headed after she went upstairs.

Probably because she was catching a cold… A hot shower should fix it.

With that thought in mind, she sluggishly took a set of pajamas before dragging her feet to the

bathroom.

As she was woozy, she felt like she was stepping on clouds.

After some thought, she decided to take a bath instead of a shower.

Soaking her body in the warm water, she started feeling groggy…

The bedroom was lit, but no one was inside when Tanner came in.

It was a no-brainer that she was in the bathroom.

However, it was too quiet, so quiet that it was as if no one was there. There wasn't even the sound of

water running.

With that, Tanner walked to the bathroom and knocked on the door.

However, there was no response.

Without hesitation, he kicked the door open.

Inside, a petite figure huddled in the bathtub, looking pallid as wisps of her damp black hair stuck to her

face. The scene looked out of a murder mystery.

"Eliza!"

Tanner could no longer stay calm, his eyes filled with worry.

He dashed to the bathtub and scooped her out.

The water had long turned freezing cold.

Carrying her in his arms, Tanner couldn't feel any warmth coming from her, and her face was drained of

blood. If it weren't for her weak breathing, he would've thought she was dead.

How long had she been in there?! F*ck!

He then grabbed the towel aside to dry her body roughly before wrapping her up under the covers to

warm her up.

Feeling her forehead, it was burning!

Tanner immediately called the family doctor.

"Get over here in five minutes, or you're fired!"

He hung up right at that.

Then he helped her put on a bathrobe before he hugged her in his arms, sitting on the edge of the bed.

He didn't mind taking their clothes off to warm her up, but the doctor was coming. No way he'd let

anyone see her like that.

Tanner was warm, but he couldn't warm Eliza up no matter what. She was barely breathing, as though

she was on her last legs.

"Eliza! Hey! Eliza!"

Tanner's throat tightened. It was the second time he thought he was going to lose her.

"Hey! Eliza!" He was nearly roaring.

He kept rubbing her with his big hands in an attempt to keep her warm.

"Eliza Stone! You're not allowed to leave me. I won't allow it!"

Tanner's eyes were bloodshot, looking like a mad beast.

About four minutes later, the sound of a helicopter arriving could be heard.

And the family doctor came into the bedroom in about five.

In those five minutes, Tanner warmed her up like crazy, and heat finally gradually returned to her

thanks to him.

Though seeing the doctor, he had no intentions of putting her down.

"Take a look at her. Quick!"

It was the first time the family doctor saw him that anxious, so much so that the hand putting the

medical kit was a little shaky.

He first felt her forehead before checking her pupil with a torchlight.

After a quick examination, he checked her pulse.

"Mr. Deleon, her depression lately has caused her body to turn weak, with a side of migraine. Plus, she

caught a cold, so her body gave in."

"Luckily, she was noticed early, and with you warming her up, her condition isn't severe. She'll recover

once her fever goes down by tonight and recuperate with an eased mind."

"I'll leave you with some fever medicine for now and come back with prescription drugs. She'll be fine

once her fever subsides by tonight."

With that, the doctor left Tanner with two fever tablets before he rushed back.

Tanner asked Aunt Bell to dissolve the two pills into the water. As she returned with the water, Tanner

took it from her, not intending to let her help out.

He fed her personally.

The water was slightly hot, so he took a spoonful and blew on it before feeding it to her.

This was Tanner's first time caring for a sick person, so everything felt foreign to him. Meanwhile, Aunt

Bell placed a damp towel on Eliza's forehead.

Tanner fed her very carefully. However, she was semi-conscious, so not much of the medicinal water

went down.

That wasn't going to work. Tanner immediately decided to feed it to her with his mouth.

Taking a sip, he reached for her lips.

Slowly, little by little, he fed the medicinal water into her mouth, not wasting a single drop.

Just like that, Tanner fed her all of it. After feeding her the last mouthful, Tanner didn't leave her lips

immediately but kissed her gently.

He and Eliza hadn't exactly been on speaking terms, saying less than ten sentences between the two

of them in the past couple of days.

He had been waiting for her to give in. As long as she said she and Nicholas were nothing more than

friends, he would believe her no matter what.

However, she didn't, only answering him with silence when he talked to her.

That was why he started to monitor her, going mad when he saw her smiling at another man, being

alone with him.

But right then, his Eliza returned to his arms.

His heart pounded again…

It wasn't until his lips touched hers that he realized just how much he missed her. He missed her bright

smile, her soft lips.

The medicine was a little bitter. To be honest, he didn't like taking medicine either. However, it was an

exception that day. It was the first time he thought medicine was sweet.

The doctor returned with the prescription drugs and gave them to Aunt Bell.

It had been close to two hours since Tanner fed Eliza the fever medicine when Aunt Bell went to the

bedroom.

The medicine had probably kicked in as Tanner thought her forehead no longer felt as hot.