Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 1010

Leaning down, he pressed his cool palm flat against her burning cheek and gently traced his thumb over her cracked lips.

He wrestled with himself for a fleeting second.

He knew exactly what he was doing. He was taking advantage of her vulnerability.

When she woke up, she was going to be furious.

But he just couldn't bring himself to let go of this rare moment of intimacy.

In his mind, she was still his wife.

And a husband kissing his wife was entirely justified.

So, he lowered his head and pressed his lips softly against hers.

Claire's fever finally broke in the early hours of the morning.

When she opened her eyes, she felt sticky with sweat.

Her throat felt like it had been scrubbed with sandpaper, dry and agonizing.

She tried to sit up to grab a drink, but as she shifted, she suddenly realized a heavy arm was draped firmly over her waist.

At the exact same moment, a deep voice murmured from right behind her, "Thirsty again?"

He grabbed the glass from the nightstand and handed it to her, using his other hand to feel her forehead.

After checking a few times, he let out a breath of relief. "The fever's gone."

The shock in Claire's eyes instantly morphed into a frigid, murderous glare. She shoved the glass away and threw the blankets off, scrambling to get out of the bed.

But having just fought off a brutal fever, her body betrayed her.

Her legs turned to jelly, entirely unable to hold her weight, and she pitched forward.

Felix shot out a hand and caught her.

She tumbled backward, straight onto the mattress.

Carried by the momentum, Felix ended up leaning heavily over her.

The second their eyes locked, something inside Felix snapped. He lowered his head, intent on kissing her.

This time, Claire violently wrenched her face away.

Instinct taking over, she raised her hand to slap him again, desperate to knock some sense into him.

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