Delphine woke up the next morning. When she opened her eyes, she saw Mrs. Lee tidying up the room with her head bowed, and she froze for a moment.
She tried to move her body and drew in a sharp breath, squeezing her eyes shut from the pain.
Hearing the movement, Mrs. Lee quickly looked up and called out, "Miss Delphine, don't move."
Her body was covered in injuries. Even though the young master had swapped out the bedding for the softest silk, it was still no match for the delicate human skin. Mrs. Lee hurried over, gently pressing her down and speaking softly, "Let me check if the fever has gone."
A dry, warm hand touched her forehead. After feeling the temperature, Mrs. Lee smiled, "Indeed, your fever has gone down. The young master can finally be at ease now—he watched over you the whole night."
