Chapter 1227
Chapter 1227:
She curled into herself, staring into the surrounding blackness as if it might swallow her whole. Her eyes filled with tears, red-rimmed and trembling with fear.
She tried to scramble up, only to find a chain locked around her ankle, limiting her movement. To her horror, another chain seemed to wrap around her wrist—and then around her throat—tightening until she could barely breathe.
Just as despair threatened to crush her, a hand appeared in front of her, reaching down as if to help her up.
A flicker of hope sparked inside her. Margo lifted her head—
And froze.
Joziah stood there, smiling in a way that made her blood run cold. Tilting his head, he said softly, “Don’t be afraid p>
“Stay away… stay away…” Margo sobbed.
Margo’s screams jolted her agent awake. She rushed into the bedroom and found Margo trapped in the grip of a nightmare, drenched in sweat.
“Margo! Margo, wake up p>
Earlier that day, when the agent had brought Margo home, she had noticed something wrong in Margo’s expression. Worried, she had decided to stay nearby—and now she was glad she had.
The agent lifted her hand, considering a light slap to snap Margo out of it. But the moment her fingers touched Margo’s face, she flinched.
Margo was burning up.
“Margo!” the agent cried, pressing her palm to Margo’s forehead.
A fever—high and dangerous.
The agent’s brow furrowed as she glanced out the window at the pale light of dawn. She had planned to take Margo to the hospital, but just then, her phone rang.
She grabbed her phone and saw it was Dunn calling. Remembering that Margo had mentioned Dunn was a doctor, the agent clung to the call like a lifeline and answered immediately.
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“How is Margo p>
Dunn had spent the entire night worrying about her, but he had hesitated to call, afraid of disturbing her rest.
Now he realized his concern hadn’t been for nothing.
“Dr. Hopkins, could you please come over?” the agent pleaded, gently pressing a cold towel to Margo’s forehead to bring her temperature down. “She had a terrible nightmare and she has a fever p>
Hearing the urgency in her voice, Dunn rushed to Margo’s home.
By the time he arrived, Margo no longer seemed trapped in the nightmare, but the fever hadn’t subsided. Compassion filled Dunn’s eyes, and he immediately began treating her.
Fortunately, his timely intervention helped bring Margo’s fever under control. The agent, who had been anxiously watching over Margo, finally let out a breath of relief.
“She was terrified yesterday,” Dunn said quietly, his gaze fixed on Margo as his fingers tightened around her hand. “That fear likely caused both the fever and the nightmares. It may have affected her mental state p>