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Axel crouched, his back facing Alyssa. “Lyse, I’ll carry you on my back.”
“Axel, I can manage,” Jeremy offered without hidden intentions.
He merely wished to spare Axel any inconvenience.
Axel snapped, “Get lost.” Jeremy pursed his parched lips in bitterness.
“When young Lyse was sick, her brothers took turns carrying her to the hospital. If she fell ill at night, each of us took our turn to comfort her and make her sleep.” Axel effortlessly hoisted Alyssa onto his back, his eyes smoldering with anger. “She even rode on my shoulders when she was younger and upset!
“Jeremy Walsh, you might think you love and dote on her, but you pale in comparison to what we’ve done for her. Now, I have reservations about entrusting her to your care.”
Though Axel’s words might have seemed exaggerated, they came from a place of genuine concern from an older brother who cherished his sister deeply.
“I’m sorry…” Looking pale, Jeremy clenched his fist when Axel carried Alyssa out of the bedroom.
In the car, Alyssa weakly mumbled and insisted on sitting with Jeremy. “Axel, do not blame him. He’s always been clumsy and struggles to assert himself in front of you and others. He just panics.” She tugged at Axel’s shirt, pleading, “Don’t be too hard on him. I know he didn’t mean to.”
“Lyse, you’re too forgiving of him. You can’t afford to be overly kind to men, or they’ll take advantage!” Despite his simmering anger, Axel refrained from harsher words toward Jeremy after Alyssa’s attempt at defending Jeremy.
“He’s my husband. Of course I’ll be nice to him. It’s fine.” She pressed her dry lips, which had started cracking from the fever. “Jeremy has been struggling in his life. He’s only clueless because he tasted happiness for the first time with me. Stop blaming him, okay?”
Consumed by guilt, Jeremy battled his emotions, feeling overwhelmed by a sense of inadequacy. Alyssa’s understanding only intensified his feelings of inferiority, leading him to believe he wasn’t worthy of her.
With Xavier driving and Axel in the front passenger seat, the luxury car sped toward the hospital. In the back, Jeremy hugged Alyssa tightly. She was cocooned in a wool blanket.
He croaked, “Do you still feel cold?”
She snuggled against his chest, her words punctuated by the rhythm of his anxious breaths, “It’s just a fever, darling. No need to fret. Just a gentle reminder to be more mindful next time.”
That went without saying, as Jeremy would never allow the same thing to happen to her.
Suddenly, the car came to a sudden brake. Frowning, Axel questioned, “Why aren’t we moving?”
Xavier replied flatly, “Well, the lights turned red.”
Axel raised a skeptical brow. “Lyse’s fever is soaring above 100¡ãF. The color of the light doesn’t matter! She’ll only suffer from all the delays! Just run the lights!”
“Axel, that’s enough.” She looked dumbstruck by Axel’s overreaction. “I’m running a fever, not in labor. Can you please calm down¡ª”
Her words weighed heavily on Jeremy’s heart, his shirt clinging damply with cold sweat.
Axel began, “Lyse, you’re being too¡ª” He was cut off by a dull, resounding thud¡ªa man colliding forcefully with their windshield, his pale features twisted in a grimace.
Axel’s pupils dilated from the shock, but he gathered himself in no time due to his professional training. The same cannot be said for Xavier, who was freaked out and screamed, “Oh, my God!”
With steeled eyes, Jeremy hugged Alyssa tightly and turned her face into his chest. “Lyse, don’t look at it.”
He was concerned that the scene would only spook her out and exacerbate her fever symptoms. Little did he know that Lyse was undaunted after witnessing much worse horrors on the battlefield years ago.
Far from feeling scared, she examined the scene with curiosity. At the same time, Axel grew excited at the situation. He opened the car door with a twinkle in his eye. “Damn it! Are people getting so professional now? Did he put on makeup? That was pretty frightening. I’ll go check it out. If he’s fine, I’ll make sure he isn’t!”
Before Axel left the car, the victim got out of the car and ran away while dancing like a madman. Despite not being in the bustling downtown, the man’s odd behavior received much attention from the passersby, who stayed away from him fearfully.
“Hahaha… Hahaha!” After letting out a series of cackles, the man suddenly suffered a seizure. His body later stiffened as he fell face-first onto the ground. A dull thud was heard when the back of his head hit the corner of the road divider. Blood instantly started pooling under his head and colored the tar road.
A few brave passersby went up to check on the man with mortified expressions, debating whether or not to call the ambulance. Alyssa, despite being deep in delirium, immediately entered her role as a doctor at the sight of an injured patient.
When the three men in the car weren’t paying attention, she sneaked out of the car. Jeremy nervously ran after her in great strides, calling out to her, “Lyse!”
Wrapped in the blanket, Alyssa squeezed her way to the front of the crowd and crouched. Then, she checked on the man’s vitals in a professional manner. Her sweat dripped profusely, yet it was the least of her concerns.
Jeremy and Axel pushed their way through the crowd to stay guard by her side. It was then Jeremy noticed something on the collar of the victim’s shirt, a sight that concerned him.
“Call the ambulance now!” a passerby yelled worriedly.
“No need for the ambulance. Just call the police.” Alyssa let out a heavy sigh and pronounced sternly, “He’s dead.”
Terrified, the onlookers stumbled backward.
Ten minutes later, the police arrived and sealed off the scene. Then, they lifted the man’s stiff corpse onto the stretcher and draped a white cloth over it.
Alyssa went back to the car, drenched in sweat, but her complexion seemed to have improved. Placing an arm around her shoulder, Jeremy asked worriedly, “Lyse, how are you feeling? Are you alright?”
“I’m feeling better, even a little… stuffy.” She wiggled with a pensive look.
“Wrap the blanket well. Be good. You’ll feel worse if the chill seeps in.” Holding her tight, he worried she might take off the blanket.
“Lyse is like Dr. House. She gets excited at the sight of corpses,” Axel couldn’t help but tease his sister.
“Did that guy drop dead just like that? By hitting his head against the divider?” Xavier grappled with the lingering fear when he recalled the horrifying expression on that man.
Alyssa, having spent a mere few minutes with the corpse, suspected there was more to the man’s death. She analyzed, “That might not be the case. Before he fainted, he exhibited symptoms of a seizure.
“Besides, the muscles across his body contracted rhythmically while he lost consciousness. Epilepsy is a plausible cause of death, but we’ll need to wait for the post-mortem report.”
“Epilepsy? People might think he overdosed.” Axel pushed his tongue against his cheek, still indulging in the scene out of a horror movie just now. “I had experience dealing with some drug addicts when I was abroad. They looked exactly like the man just now when they were high or experienced withdrawal symptoms¡ªzombie-like.”
Alyssa panted gently in Jeremy’s embrace. Jeremy lowered his gaze and wiped off the sweat on the tip of her nose. He remarked, “Lyse, the man was from The Ivory Gang.”
“The Ivory Gang?” Astonished, she gasped, “How did you know about it?” The Ivory Gang was run by Colene’s family.
“I noticed the gang logo of The Ivory Gang on his shirt just now,” Jeremy revealed.
Axel snorted. “Oh, so he was one of the gang members, eh? An overdose sounds possible. Serves him right.”
“That’s impossible. Colene told me that doing drugs is banned in the gang. If any of their members are found to be on drugs, they will be punished hard-handedly,” Alyssa refuted Axel’s speculation firmly.
“But that was the past. Marc Waters is now a dying man; he can no longer keep everyone in check. I bet he can’t do much if one of his members wanted to break the rules behind his back.” Squinting, Axel let out a contemptuous chuckle.
“Axel, stop it. You’re talking about Colene’s dad. Show him some respect even if you disagree with his actions.”
“Not only is Marc Waters a gang leader, but his daughter willingly became the youngest wife of a tycoon. Sorry, I might be too conservative, but I can’t show them any respect at all.” Axel glanced out of the window, his tight jaw reflected on the glass.
It was evident to Jeremy that Axel struggled to get over Winston’s subsequent marriages. Every time the topic was breached, Axel would react with mockery and sarcasm.
“Colene is nice to Winston and me,” Alyssa lowered her gaze and said in a feeble, glum voice, “She’s had her uterus removed anyway, so she can’t have a child with Winston.”
The mind-shattering revelation made Jeremy’s eyes pop out. Even Xavier, shocked by the grave family secret, stole occasional glances through the rearview mirror.
“Hah. I guess my little sister is Mother Teresa, but unlike you, I lack empathy. I’m heartless. I can never approve of a woman who competes against my mom over a man.
“To me, she’s no different than Mandy Lovelace and Lyla Nelson.” With that, Axel folded his arms on his chest and shut his eyes, a sign to end the conversation.
Alyssa and Jeremy exchanged glances before letting out helpless and bitter sighs.
Upon arriving at a private hospital with top-notch facilities, Alyssa went through the health checkups in no time, as no queuing was needed. After the blood test, she rested in a room while hooked to an IV
drip.
After Alyssa drifted to sleep, Jeremy sneaked out of the room, dodging Axel and Xavier’s notice. He quietly arrived at the first floor and booked a consultation with a men’s health specialist.
Jeremy’s family name and his good looks added to the pressure of the doctor who received him. The doctor asked cautiously, “Um. Mr. Walsh, what brings you here?”
His shaky tone betrayed his nervousness, but he immediately assured Jeremy with confidence, “Don’t worry, Mr. Walsh. Our hospital prides itself on tight patient confidentiality. I will not say a word about your visit to me today.”
Jeremy wasn’t too concerned about the gossip surrounding his visit to the men’s health specialist. After all, his loyalty and love for Alyssa was a widely-known fact.
Although the speculations might sting his ego, it did not bother him very much. Given how subservient he acted around Alyssa, he could handle the rumors of his alleged “erectile dysfunction” if it happened.
“Doctor, I have a question.” A look of trouble crept up his face after a pause. “Can a vasectomy potentially lower one’s libido?”
“The primary purpose of a vasectomy is to prevent sperm from being ejaculated for fertilization. It doesn’t impact libido,” the doctor clarified.
Following a brief pause, Jeremy hesitantly whispered, “Is there any way to lower my libido?”
The doctor, who had rarely come across a difficult male patient like Jeremy, hesitated. “The only solution… is to take medication. Still, Mr. Walsh, I would caution against this measure to prevent any negative effects on your health.
