When she checked her temperature, she found that it was 100.4 degrees.

Knowing the limits of Leonel's legs, she knew it was not right to keep him standing for long, so she pointed at the sofa beside the bed and told him, “Take a seat. Let me go get you a glass of water."

Leonel didn't refuse. Frankly, even before he got to the hospital, his leg had begun to act up.

After sitting down on the sofa, he gently stroked Cordelia's face.

Cordelia was still fast asleep, but her warm face looked adorable, and it emitted a faint fragrance. Leonel wanted to hold her close.