When Caden heard me, he couldn't help but be surprised. He looked at the stage and immediately understood what I meant. He held me tight and comforted me, "Don't worry, I'll have someone investigate what happened." "Thank you," I said and nodded. It was clear that this was an intentional incident. At the banquet held by the Wild Pack, I had displayed to everyone that I was allergic to platinum. As a result, there were quite a few people who knew about my allergy. Who could it be? Wasit Heidi? Wendy? Or ... Someoneelse? At that moment, I was itching all over. I started to feel dizzy so I couldn't figure out who was behind this. The most important thing right now was to get back and have some rest. When I recoverfrommyallergy, I willinvestigatethismatterthoroughly. Caden carried me into his car and gazed at me with affection in his eyes. He suggested, "Rosaline, hold on, I'll take you to the hospital." "It's okay, we don't need to go to the hospital. I'll be fine after getting some rest at home," I rubbed my forehead to distract myself from the itchiness as I said. I had no idea what was in the flowers. This time, it seemed like my allergic reaction was more profound. Not only was I itching all over, but I also felt feverish as if I had a fever. However, I was always a careful woman. Knowing my allergy to platinum, I always carried with me a homemade allergy ointment. I kept those ointments in my suitcase. So, I asked Caden to send me back to New Moon City. He got my instruction and immediately gunned the car hard, anxious to bring me back to New Moon City. We sped all the way, and we even ran over two red lights. Finally, we reached New Moon City. Perhaps because of my allergy permeating my body, my consciousness was waning. I felt so hot. Caden's POV: "Rosaline, we're here," I stopped the car and told her. I looked at her but saw that she didn't respond to me. She was slumped in her seat, and her face and body were reddish and swollen. I was startled at what I saw. I touched her forehead and asked, "Rosaline, what's wrong?" The scorching heat penetrated my palm. Rosaline had a hard time staying conscious. She grunted and whimpered, "I feel so uncomfortable." I furrowed my brows. Not only was she allergic, but she was having a fever now. I could not help but feel anxious and heartbroken to see her like this. After thinking for a moment, I called the private doctor Derrick. Derrick picked up the call in no time. He said, "Caden, what's the matter?" "Come to New Moon City now," I said coldly. "Is someone sick? Is it serious? Can it wait? I am in the middle of a meeting," Derrick replied. Before he could continue further, I cut him off, "Just come over. You don't have a choice." "I guess you are right," Derrick said helplessly. "I'll ask for a leave, wait for me." After hanging up, I carried Rosaline in my arms and comforted her in a soft tone, "Rosaline, you'll be alright. The doctor will be here soon." Rosaline leaned against my chest and I could feel the heat emanating from her body. She subconsciously rubbed against my chest as if trying to cool down by passing me her heat. Her subconscious movement made my chest itch. It felt like a current passed through me, and I couldn't help but hold my breath. Thiswoman, eventhoughshe'ssick, stillmanagestoteasemelikethis.I took a deep breath, pushed away the inexplicable emotions in my heart, and carried Rosaline to my room. I carefully placed her on the bed. "I feel so uncomfortable ... So hot ... " Rosaline drifted in and out of consciousness. She couldn't help but keep scratching her face. I quickly pressed Rosaline's arm on the bed and said in a deep tone, "Stop scratching your face, it'll leave scars later on." "It's so itchy ... " Rosaline pouted, looking pitiful. I had never seen Rosaline looking so helpless. It was heartbreaking to see her in such discomfort. I lightly rubbed her cheek and coaxed, "Just endure it a little longer, the doctor will be here very soon." "Mr. Holbrook, what's the matter with Ms. Sinclair?" At that moment, Derrick barged into the room. "Quickly check on her. She's allergic," I glanced up at him and urgently told him her situation. Derrick took a good look at Rosaline and saw the swollen skin that was also covered in small rashes. He frowned and said solemnly after pondering, "Ms. Sinclair's allergy is quite severe. How did it turn out like this?" "She's allergic to platinum, so it must be because she has come into contact with that," I explained as my heart raced, watching her getting more and more uncomfortable. I continued, "You must hurry up and treat her now." "You got it," Derrick nodded and took out an anti-allergy medicine from his medical kit. He prepared a syringe and said, "I'll inject her with anti-allergy medicine first." As he said that, he bent over and gave her the injection. Rosaline furrowed her brows instinctively, wanting to pull her arm back. I quickly held her arm to prevent her from flailing. I told her, "It's not going to take long, you'll feel better after the injection."