Chased Her Around After Breaking off His Engagement
Chapter 650

Chapter 650: Hidden Words

"Understood," Lisa replied without indicating whether she would return and hung up the phone just like that.

Scarlet was extremely anxious as she looked at Cecilia, who lay unconscious on the bed. She measured her temperature again, and it had risen to 102.56°F.

She opened the door and immediately called Myra, who stood outside. "Miss Cecilia has a fever. Go get some fever patches and have the kitchen prepare her favorite food to bring up." "Are you ordering me around?" Myra questioned.

"What's wrong?" Scarlet adopted a superior attitude. "Cecilia is sick like this, and as a servant, shouldn't you be taking care of the sick mistress?"

"Then why didn't you go?" Myra retorted.

"I wanted to stay here and take care of Miss Cecilia!"

Myra stood her ground and coldly smiled. "Miss Cecilia hadn't apologized to Miss Isabella today."

"What were you talking about?"

"Mr Lisa said that until Miss Cecilia showed remorse, she wouldn't have dinner tonight. If you wanted fever patches, you should have gotten them yourself. My duty was to stay here." "Myra, you were pushing it, weren't you?" Scarlet suddenly became furious. "Who did you think you were?"

"I was just a humble servant." Myra raised her gaze with dignity. "And so were you."

"You..." Scarlet was seething with anger. "Just wait!"

Scarlet deliberately bumped into Myra's shoulder as she left, and Myra, without hesitation, tripped her with her foot.

Scarlet nearly fell. "When Miss Cecilia wakes up, I will tell her everything that happened today!"

"Don't act like you're supporting Miss Cecilia as if she were some kind of princess!" Myra showed no fear and snorted before returning to guard the door.

A glimmer of murderous intent flashed in Scarlet's eyes, but she chose to swallow her anger for the time being.

Time passed, and Scarlet heard footsteps outside before finally placing the fever patch on Cecilia's forehead.

Upon hearing a knock on the door, Scarlet cried as she ran to open it. "Mr Lisa, you've finally come back! Miss Cecilia had the fever patch on for a long time, but her temperature still didn't drop. I was apprehensive! Before she lost consciousness, she kept apologizing and saying she was wrong..."

Lisa looked at the girl lying unconscious on the bed, her face flushed like a ripe apple, and she didn't seem to be pretending.

"Did you call a doctor?" Lisa asked.

Scarlet cried, "Myra wouldn't even give me the fever patch. She gave me a hard time, and in the end, I had to get it myself... Forget about calling a doctor. Having this fever patch was already lucky enough!" Standing at the door, Myra heard Scarlet distorting the truth and was about to retort.

Scarlet burst into even louder sobs. “Miss Cecilia was so sick, and no doctor cared for her. She hadn't eaten a single meal since noon and had never suffered like this! Cecilia kept saying she was wrong. She wanted to wait for you to come back and apologize to you and Miss Isabella... But she didn't make it to this point..."

Before Lisa could say anything, Scarlet suddenly knelt with a thud.

"Mr Lisa, I begged you, for the sake of our many years of relationship, please allow a doctor to come and treat Miss Cecilia. I was terrified for her life... She had been burning with fever for so long! Please let the kitchen make her a bowl of hot porridge. Please, I beg you..."

Lisa saw the person in her fifties kneeling on the ground, continuously kowtowing, tears streaming down her face...

She looked at the girl on the bed and remembered years ago when she had a fever, and the whole family gathered around her, showing concern...

"Go call the doctor."

Upon hearing Lisa's words, Scarlet's kowtowing action froze, and she was overjoyed. "Thank you, Mr. Lisa! Thank you, Mr. Lisa! I called Dr. Garcia right away."

When Dr Garcia arrived, Scarlet, tears in her eyes, exclaimed excitedly, "Miss Cecilia, Dr Garcia is here. You'll be fine... Mr Lisa also came to see you..."

As Dr Garcia examined the girl on the bed, Scarlet feared the doctor would discover that Cecilia's fever was caused by catching a cold. So she came up with another excuse.

"Miss Cecilia was upset about something and cried from afternoon till evening... I didn't know why, but then she developed a fever."

Dr Garcia nodded. "Crying can raise body temperature and make the body feel hot. However, after some time, once emotions stabilize, the temperature will gradually return to normal."

"But Cecilia has been burning with fever for a long time, and her temperature hasn't shown any signs of decreasing..."

"She'caught a cold."

Scarlet's heart skipped a beat when she heard that. She didn't expect Dr Garcia to figure it out! She pretended not to understand and asked, seeking advice, "Could crying too long also cause a fever?" "Well..." Dr Garcia paused the examination and looked at her. "Crying for too long can weaken the immune system, making the body susceptible to illness. If, during this time, one is exposed to cold wind or rain, it's easy to catch a cold."

"She was wonderful in the afternoon," Lisa added.

Scarlet feared that someone would guess Cecilia took a cold shower, so she quickly said, "Oh, I remember now. Cecilia cried for a long time in the afternoon, and no matter how we comforted her, it didn't work. Ultimately, she went to the balcony alone to get some fresh air... Perhaps she caught a chill there..."

Dr Garcia nodded in understanding. "That could be it."

"While on the balcony, Cecilia also mentioned when we gathered around the stove to make tea last winter and the winter before that..." Scarlet deliberately stopped there, seeing the glimmer of reminiscence in Lisa's eyes. She felt relieved; she knew playing the emotional card worked!

"Take some medicine. If the temperature goes above 101 °F, the fever patch won't help." After finishing the examination, Dr Garcia prescribed medication for Scarlet.

Scarlet expressed her gratitude repeatedly, and after seeing off Dr Garcia, she fed Cecilia the medicine.

"Step outside for a moment," Lisa said after Scarlet gave the medicine.

Scarlet felt foreboding, but she followed Lisa to the balcony.

Regardless of whom it fell upon, Lisa's gaze carried a sense of oppression. As he looked at Scarlet, he asked directly, "You've been in this household for many years, so I'll ask you straightforwardly." "Feel free to ask, Mr Lisa," Scarlet respectfully replied. "I will tell you everything I know without holding back."

"Then tell me, what kind of person was Cecilia?"

"The merits of Miss Cecilia were truly countless! She had a kind heart, was pure in nature, graceful in demeanour, cheerful in personality, beautiful and elegant, brave and strong, considerate and respectful. She excelled in music, chess, poetry, calligraphy, and painting.

"Then how could someone like her suddenly become narrow-minded and deceitful, engaging in scheming and power struggles?"

Upon hearing this, Scarlet instantly understood Mr Lisa's meaning and hurriedly explained, "Mr Lisa, I never incited Miss Cecilia to do anything wrong... Please understand!"

"You raised Cecilia, and she made such a mistake today. You also bear some responsibility." Lisa calmly looked at her. "This month's salary and the New Year's bonus will be canceled together."