356.Chapter 356

"Desmond? Hey, Desmond Vance!" She called his name twice, but he didn't respond, just kept frowning. Camilla reached out and touched his forehead—he was burning up.

Camilla hurriedly rummaged through drawers and cabinets, searching for a thermometer. The noise woke Desmond. He squinted at her, catching her silhouette in the golden dusk.

His voice was hoarse, like he was still half-asleep. "Why are