Unbeknownst to Waylen, his heart skipped a beat for an inexplicable reason...

Rena lay her head on the soft, white pillow, her fever rendering her gentler and her voice softer.

“I don't want to go to the hospital," she murmured, her tone filled with reluctance.

The thought of seeking medical help because of their rough sex made her feel embarrassed.

Waylen, concerned, caressed her face and reached for his phone on the bedside table.

Dialing a number, he spoke urgently, "Jazlyn, please call a doctor.

Rena is sick." He proceeded to provide the address and room number of the hotel.

Jazlyn was taken aback, her mouth hanging open in surprise.

She wondered why Waylen resided in a hotel instead of his own home.

Was that his way of spice things up with Rena?

Nevertheless, being an experienced and dutiful secretary herself, she immediately contacted a trusted family doctor and accompanied him to the hotel.

As they arrived at the hotel, Waylen opened the door, and before the doctor could utter a word, he frowned and directed a question at

Jazlyn.

“Why did you bring a male doctor here?"

Jazlyn was speechless, unable to comprehend the difference between male and female doctors.

Waylen then insisted, "Call a female doctor who is experienced and can keep this a secret."

He knew Rena was a proud woman.

Jazlyn, quick-witted, promptly contacted a respected female doctor who possessed excellent medical skills. The doctor prescribed medication for Rena without the need for intravenous treatment.

By noon, Rena's body temperature had dropped.

However, she remained exhausted and drifted into a deep sleep.

Jazlyn stayed by her side, tidying up the hotel suite while secretly marveling at the situation.

Meanwhile, Waylen sat in the bedroom, pondering recent events.