Chapter 308 The Disapproving Look

• Charlene checked her temperature, then forced herself to stay awake for a while, hoping Thorne would return. But exhaustion soon got the better of her, and she drifted off to sleep.
• When she woke again, sunlight slanting across the room, Thorne was still there, quietly reading in his chair.
• She stared at him in a daze, not quite focusing, until Thorne noticed her and put down his book. He walked over and gently pressed his hand to her damp forehead. "How are you feeling?" he asked.