Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 644: Period Trouble

"Aurora’s awake! Thank God!"

"Aurora, are you okay?"

"What happened? How did you fall into the lake?"

Everyone crowded around, talking over each other in concern. Only then did Everett pull away from her lips. His face flushed red, though he tried to play it cool as he wiped his mouth. He was soaked—absolutely freezing.

Aurora finally realized what had happened. She was still catching her breath, struggling to breathe normally, her eyes burning. "I... I... help me up... thank you..."

She coughed hard a few more times after she spoke. Everett’s expression darkened. Water dripped from his bangs, but he didn’t even notice. He reached out and firmly helped her up, patting her back.

"If it hurts, stop talking. Someone get the car—take her to the hospital!" Everett barked. Tobias snapped out of it and rushed to bring over the car parked nearby.

This was Everett’s home turf, and he moved like he owned the place. The car he drove was a stunner—a red Bugatti Veyron. Just looking at it was hypnotic.

Holding the weak and barely responsive Aurora, Everett got in the car and sped off, vanishing from sight in seconds.

Dominic stomped in frustration behind them. "Hey! Why didn’t you wait for me? Ugh, I’m her assistant, you know!"

Director Z quickly ordered another car. "Everyone else, head back to the hotel and rest. Dominic and I are going to the hospital."

Amanda ran up and jumped in, too. "Director, I’m coming with you!"

Z had no choice. Aurora didn’t seem seriously hurt, and Amanda had always been close to her, so he let her come along.

Thirty minutes later.

Aurora had already changed into a clean hospital gown and lay in bed looking annoyed. She was just feeling weak—and she’d gotten her period, which explained her symptoms. Still, coming to the hospital felt unnecessary.

Everett walked in, now dressed in a sharp suit. His expression was tight. He looked at Aurora, dazed on the hospital bed. "The doctor said you’re fine. You can leave whenever you want."

He set down a thick stack of test results beside her.

Amanda stood up. "Thanks for saving her, Everett. Aurora, why don’t you rest a bit longer? We’re not filming until tomorrow anyway."

Director Z nodded quickly. "That’s right. Let’s just take the day off. Aurora, you really need to take care of yourself. You’re the soul of the MV—the lead. We can’t have you getting sick."

Aurora gave an apologetic smile. "I’m sorry... This delay is all my fault."

"No, no, don’t worry. It’s not like you planned it. Just rest. I’m heading out now, won’t bother you anymore."

Z left after a few more words of advice.

Amanda also said her goodbyes and left, leaving only Dominic and Everett in the room.

Aurora called Dominic over. "Hey... can you buy me some pads? I, um... I got my period."

Dominic quickly nodded and reminded her to be careful. "Take it easy. With Everett here, you should be fine."

Fine?

Everett was like a wolf—who knew what he’d do?

Once Dominic left, Aurora’s head started to throb and her stomach felt bloated. She frowned. Falling into Snow Goose Lake right after starting her period... this was going to suck.

"You don’t feel too bad, do you?" Everett’s voice came out of nowhere.

Aurora jumped. She looked up into his dark eyes. "I... I’m fine. You can go. Dominic will be back soon."

Everett gave her a sharp look. "What were you thinking, squatting like that? Don’t you know people with anemia get dizzy when they stand up too fast after squatting?"

Aurora bit her lip, unwilling to explain why she did it.

Everett looked even more annoyed. "With an idiot like you, everything takes twice as long."

Aurora was getting pissed now. She rolled her eyes at him. "If I’m such a waste of your precious time, go film the next few scenes without me. They’re all separate anyway. Clearly working with me is unbearable for someone as important as you. I really hope we never have to work together again."

Seeing the petite woman getting mad, her face puffed up and red—it was actually kind of cute.

Everett narrowed his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth lifting into a smirk. "But that’s exactly why I like working with idiots. It makes people like me, with high IQs, stand out even more..."

Whatever gratitude Aurora had toward him instantly vanished, replaced by pure irritation. Ugh, does this guy die if he stops acting smug for five seconds? Or if he’s not being a jerk?

She didn’t even bother responding. Everett didn’t push it either. He glanced over at his bodyguard. "Keep an eye on her. Make sure nothing happens."

"Yes, young master."

With that, Everett turned and walked out of Aurora’s hospital room.

The truth was, he wasn’t leaving because she ignored him—he just suddenly felt exhausted. He needed real sleep.

Home was out of the question. The moment he stepped through the door, the old man would be grilling him with questions. And that weird look from his stepmother? Disgusting.

So Everett got a hotel room near the hospital. The moment he lay down, he passed out.

He’d barely slept after flying back, and had been dealing with insomnia for days. But now, after getting something off his chest, he finally felt at peace—and crashed hard.

When Everett woke up, he realized the temperature had dropped. When he first arrived back in Country Y, it was around 50°F (10°C), but now? It felt like someone had dumped ice water over him.

He groggily sat up, his head pounding, limbs heavy.

His heart was racing, and his whole body felt weak.

Then Aurora crossed his mind. He suddenly wanted to go check on her. So he got up from the bed.

His legs were wobbly, and he nearly collapsed.

What the hell is going on with me? He frowned, touched his forehead—yep, he was burning up.

Everett had never taken colds or fevers seriously. Usually, he’d pop a fever reducer, tough it out for a few days, and be fine. He hated taking meds.

But when he opened the door, ready to call out to Tobias, a sharp pain shot through his throat.

"Young master? What’s wrong? Your face is so red—do you have a fever?" Tobias quickly stepped up, grabbing hold of Everett, who was swaying on his feet.

"Yeah. Fever. Just give me something for it."

"Yes, sir."

Tobias helped him back to bed and started digging through the room’s medicine stash. The hotel suite was actually one Everett had on permanent lease. He hated sleeping in rooms other people had used, so he always kept some basic supplies there—just in case.

As he searched the medicine box, Tobias muttered to himself, The young master getting sick... now that’s rare. But with how cold that lake water was, of course he’d catch something.

I wonder if that Miss Wilson is sick too. And if she is... will she even feel grateful toward him?

After Everett took the medicine, he drifted back into a heavy sleep for over an hour.

But when Tobias checked again, his temperature was even higher than before.