Silas stood up quickly and strode to Charlotte in front of him, scrutinizing her face. He suddenly raised his hand to feel her forehead and muttered, "Fortunately, it seems that you're not having a fever now."

Charlotte wanted to avoid his hand, but it was too late. She retreated in hindsight, asking suspiciously, "Why are the two of you here?"

They couldn't have asked each other to go there simultaneously.

"Ms. Froyer called me and said that you had a fever. She asked me ...