Bonnie was already on her way downstairs but in the end, she turned back.
Derek had a bad habit. Whenever he got sick, he refused to go to the hospital. Back when they were dating, he'd done the same thing. Once, he had such a high fever he was delirious, yet insisted on staying in bed at home. She had to threaten to break up with him before he finally listened and went to the hospital.
Derek glanced at her. "...I think I might have a fever."
Bonnie gave him a look that said I knew it. She went into the room and rummaged through the cabinet for the medicine box. After a while, she found the thermometer and walked over to him.
"Bend down."
Derek's dark eyes rested on her for a moment. Then he pressed his lips together and leaned closer.
Bonnie held the thermometer to his forehead, watching the screen. "Doesn't look like a fever to me…"
Derek's expression didn't change. "Maybe it's broken."
"Is that so?"
