Love Command: Darling, Do You Yield?
Chapter 38 - 39 She Finally Began to Feel Fear

Chapter 38: Chapter 39 She Finally Began to Feel Fear

Being held by Brandan, Iris Harris felt very afraid.

At this moment, she had not yet realized that her current feelings for Brandan were already problematic.

How can one be afraid of someone they like?

She only felt that when he held her, her whole body ached unbearably.

His touch made her start to feel fear.

She really was a very timid person.

Growing up in an orphanage, she was adopted by Viola Harris’s parents, but was "abandoned" after Viola was born.

In the Harris family, she was like a transparent person.

She let Brandan into her heart, that heart so devoid of security, let one person in, foolishly waiting for ten years, just for that person’s words—wait for me to come back, Iris.

She also always thought she could wait forever.

However, it seems even Iris herself forgot.

The real Iris, timid and fragile, sensitive and weak, couldn’t bear much hurt at all.

Now, she was finally starting to be afraid.

Beginning to fear that person she had waited for ten years.

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Brandan didn’t say a word, just took off his coat to wrap around Iris, and carried her downstairs.

This rain seemed to have no end.

Brandan shielded Iris, tucked her into the car, then sat in the driver’s seat and drove towards the city center hospital.

Iris, wrapped in his coat, curled into a small ball on the passenger seat, Brandan recalled holding her just now, just like now, she looked very small.

That cold and stern face at the office by day, was now slightly furrowed in pain, making her look a little youthful.

The current Iris overlapped with the dull and bland Iris in his memory, giving him a very foreign feeling.

Did he really understand her?

With an unlit cigarette between his lips, Brandan slowly pondered this question in his heart.

It seemed he had never considered this question.

Since returning from the United States nine years ago, Iris had incessantly clung to him, he barely had time to hide, let alone think about the nature of this woman.

Iris’s clothes slipped down, Brandan glanced at her, reached out to cover her again, his fingers hesitated for a moment, then gently stroked her cheek.

The softness at his fingertips stirred something slightly in his heart.

An unnamed emotion quietly began to grow during this time.

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The hospital arrived quickly.

Temperature check, blood test, examination, then into the ward for an IV.

A high fever of 41 degrees, hospitalization was needed for observation, Brandan registered her and returned to Iris’s ward.

"How long has she been having a fever?"

The doctor asked him.

"I don’t know."

The doctor glared at him: "How could a boyfriend let his girlfriend become this sick? In a few more days, it could develop into pneumonia!"

Brandan wanted to say, I’m not her boyfriend, how would I know she was sick? But instead, he only asked, "How is she now?"

"The fever’s too high, lower her temperature first, then see."

Brandan nodded without saying anything more, then turned and entered the ward.

Iris lay on the hospital bed, the blanket covering her high, revealing only a small part of her face.

An IV line was attached to her hand, the transparent medication flowing into her veins.

She looked pitiful.

Brandan walked over and heard her quietly call out to him, "Brandan..."