Chapter 202 Not Getting Physical
After a while, Charles came in with the tincture and handed it to Kathleen. “Is it okay to not send him to the hospital?”
Kathleen took it from him. “Are you doubting my medical skills?”
Charles was embarrassed.
“You could bring him to a hospital, but they may not be able to treat him on time. They can’t think of possible diagnoses soon enough,” said Kathleen faintly.
Charles said nothing.
“Charles, help me,” said Kathleen brusquely. “Straighten his head, or I can’t feed him his medicine.”
Charles sighed, and he reluctantly helped Samuel up.
Kathleen placed the liquid near Samuel’s lips, coaxing him to drink.
However, Samuel did not respond.
“Just force it in,” said Charles heatedly.
Kathleen glared at him, then took a mouthful of medicine and kissed Samuel.
She did not falter or hesitate.
Charles was rendered speechless at this.
Did she just… offer herself up as a sacrifice or something?
After about three or four mouthfuls, Kathleen finished feeding Samuel the medicine.
She then took a towel and dabbed the corners of his mouth gently.
Kathleen glared at Charles. “Don’t you dare!”
Charles shrugged and grunted in response.
He was not about to say anything anyway.
Kathleen glanced at Samuel.
His face was not as pale as it had been at first.
She then decided to take his pulse again.
“How is he?” Charles was curious.
“The toxins have reduced, but it will take time to come to,” Kathleen said calmly. “He might need about a week.”
“That long?” Charles was surprised.
“Yeah.” Kathleen nodded.
At that moment, Samuel’s cell phone rang.
Kathleen picked it up and saw Tyson’s name flashing on the screen.
“Charles, keep an eye on him for me.”
Bringing the phone with her, she decided to take the call outside.
“Mr. Macari?” came Tyson’s hushed tone. “Where are you?”
“Tyson, it’s me,” murmured Kathleen.
Tyson was stunned. “Ms. Johnson? How did you—”
“Tyson, Samuel has been poisoned,” Kathleen said coldly. “Check and see if any of the hospital staff seems suspicious to you. I think someone tampered with his fluids.”
Tyson was furious. “Ms. Johnson, you mean to say that someone has deliberately harmed him?”
“Yes.” Kathleen nodded.
“These b*st*rds!” Tyson said angrily. “It must be those people!”
“Those people?” Kathleen frowned lightly. “What are you talking about?”
“Jacob Stewart. Jacob and his god-forsaken family.” Tyson explained, “This b*st*rd has always been jealous of Mr. Macari. He used to do things behind his back. This time, Mr. Macari won the bid for the construction of Flobury. I imagine he must’ve been pretty pissed and done this in retaliation.”
Jacob Stewart?
“Tyson, Samuel told me before he passed out that no one should know that he was poisoned,” Kathleen said quietly. “He’ll be staying with me for a week.”
Tyson was very excited.
A week? This is terrific news! But wait a moment…
“Ms. Johnson, Mr. Macari must attend the press conference for Flobury in three days,” said Tyson sheepishly. “There will be many important people at that time. This schedule has already been announced and cannot be changed.”
“What will be the consequences if he doesn’t show up?” queried Kathleen warily.
“Poor public opinion, for one. And it will leave a poor impression, especially since so many important people are attending.” Tyson continued, “Actually, the most important thing is the development of Macari Group. Mr. Macari and the other executives will have every move planned carefully. Jacob Stewart also has his eye on the prize and seeks to compete with Mr. Macari. However, given that he could not do this head-on, he resorted to such lowly tricks!”
Kathleen frowned in response. “Tyson, Samuel likely won’t be conscious for another three days. Knowing his physical condition, recovery would take at least a week.”
Sighing, Tyson asked, “What can I do?”
Kathleen paused before she responded. “No matter what, you can’t reveal that Samuel stayed here with me.”
“Ms. Johnson, don’t worry. My lips are sealed,” said Tyson reassuringly. “I know what would happen if this leaked.”
“Very well.” Kathleen nodded. “I’ll help him get rid of the poison.”
“Ms. Johnson, we’re fortunate to have you,” Tyson said, moved. “I’d have been a complete mess if I had to handle this on my own.”
Kathleen said solemnly, “Also, make sure that nobody at home finds out. Just tell them he went abroad.”
“This is easy to say now, but three days later? That’s a different story.” Tyson could feel pain surging through his temples.
That event was truly critical.
Kathleen said coldly, “I will think of something.”
“Okay,” replied Tyson.
“I’ll leave the rest of this to you.” Her tone was somber.
“No problem, Ms. Johnson. Don’t worry.”
“If anything happens, you can call Samuel’s cell phone directly, and I will pick it up. I’ll get going now.”
“Okay,” replied Tyson. “I’ll look into the poisoning.”
“Remember, keep a low profile,” Kathleen urged.
“Yes, I understand.” Tyson hung up the phone.
Kathleen put down her hands and sighed.
She went to the bathroom.
Charles’s eyes were gloomy. “What happened?”
“This week, Samuel will stay here.” Kathleen’s gaze was dark. “Please don’t reveal Samuel’s whereabouts.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t,” Charles said calmly. “I never thought he’d be poisoned like this.”
“It’s hard to guard against something like this. I never thought someone would have the audacity to tamper with his fluids.” Kathleen sighed in resignation.
“Didn’t he have a friend at the hospital?” Charles reminded.
“You mean Richard?” Kathleen frowned. “I doubt he would have known either.”
Charles shrugged. “It’s fortunate that he met you. Otherwise, he would have died for sure.”
Kathleen said nothing as she looked at Samuel’s pale face.
“I wonder what you did in your past life to owe him this much right now.” Charles truly found this hard to fathom, given how coincidental it was.
“I don’t know either.” Kathleen looked at Samuel’s handsome face.
After all, how could she know what happened in her past life?
“Charles, it’s almost time. Help me get Samuel out.” Kathleen raised her wrist and glanced at his watch.
She had brought over a white bathrobe.
Together, they lifted Samuel out of the tub and dressed him in the robe.
After that, they slowly made their way toward the bedroom and laid him down gently on the bed.
Kathleen said to Charles, “I need a pair of your pajamas.”
Charles hummed disapprovingly. “I’ll wipe him dry. You should go and fetch the clothing. Men and women shouldn’t be in such close contact.”
Kathleen glared at him wordlessly.
“Come on, now.” Charles pushed her out of the room.
Kathleen was rendered speechless.
Goodness gracious, what reaction is he expecting me to have towards Samuel’s body in the first place? This is ridiculous!
She went to Charles’s room and came back with a set of pajamas.
Charles then helped Samuel put on his pajamas.
Kathleen looked at Charles, who was sweating profusely and said with a smile, “If not for the fact that you’re both men, I’d have assumed you fancied him yourself. Look at you, putting in so much effort!”
Charles glared at her.
Kathleen only offered a giggle and a wicked grin in response.
