"No! It won't!" Liam Yancey covered her mouth, preventing her from continuing.
This was the issue that worried him most, and such thoughts had crossed his mind on the way back earlier.
However, Liam Yancey didn't believe it, preferring to think Four had only caught a chill or a viral cold.
Yet, Liam Yancey knew he was deceiving himself. The hospital couldn't find the cause of Four's fever after examinations. They had previously worried about latent diseases, and now with Bastian acting strangely, he couldn't help but connect the two issues...
Thinking of this, the man's face darkened. To prevent Tara Summer from noticing his anxiety, he pulled her tightly into his arms, deeply gazing at the little dragon beast king on the sofa with his profound black eyes.
To his shock, he found the color on Bastian's body was gradually deepening, now almost reaching a dark red!
Liam Yancey suddenly clenched his fist, his tall figure tense like a drawn bowstring, ready to snap at any moment.
