Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity!-Chapter 308 - 307: Aiden Shaw Is a Troublemaker

She thought he had fallen asleep...

Tiana Thorne suddenly felt a bit strange when he looked at her like that: "Aren’t you uncomfortable?"

"Hmm..."

His voice was clear and cool, entranced, with a faintly soft tone that captivated the soul...

Tiana: "..."

Darn it, Aiden Shaw was acting all coy?

Tiana thought of how he kept staring at her while she seriously treated him.

Suddenly, she felt very uneasy.

Her enchanting fox eyes blinked, and she immediately shifted her gaze back to his arm wound, and coughed lightly: "I’m going to wrap the bandage now, the tighter the better, so bear the pain."

This time, she didn’t add any tone words after speaking, then focused solely on bandaging him without looking at him.

"Aiden, actually, I have a question I’ve always wanted to ask you," Tiana suddenly spoke softly.

Aiden Shaw remained silent, perhaps too tired.

Tiana continued to wrap the bandage, not looking at him: "You saved my life and I should thank you, so I forgave your previous rudeness towards me."

After finishing, she positioned his hand comfortably.

Tiana took a long breath, finally done, and then spoke gently: "You knew you’d get injured and might even lose your life, so why did you save me?"

After asking, Tiana waited for his answer.

For a while, there was no response, and Tiana felt somewhat annoyed: "Aiden, you..."

As she spoke and turned around, mid-sentence, Tiana froze.

He had actually fallen asleep...

She hadn’t noticed before.

Because his breathing was always shallow, she thought he was asleep earlier, but later she knew he was awake.

Now his breathing was still shallow, yet he had fallen asleep.

It seems he was truly very weak.

Tiana reached out to check his forehead temperature—it still hadn’t decreased.

If it keeps burning like this, he might end up a fool.

Tiana got up and walked briskly to the door, opening the door to find Jesse Rivers still reviewing files outside.

He turned upon hearing the movement: "Miss Tiana, is there anything you need?"

"I need to give your Fourth Master a shot."

"Huh?"

Tiana blinked seriously and said, "Go to the nearby clinic to get syringes, the medical kit doesn’t have any."

"Alright."

Jesse nodded, though his heart was trembling.

A shot...

Was it in the place he imagined?

He worried that once the Fourth Master woke up, he’d tear him apart!

Tiana watched him leave, then returned to the room.

She boiled a kettle of water and fetched two hot towels, placing one on his forehead and using the other to wipe his wrist.

His fever was severe now, at least 39.5...

Physical cooling only provides temporary relief, so a shot is needed.

While applying the hot towel again, Tiana squinted slightly and noticed his face actually blushing.

Aiden Shaw’s features were defined—handsome and deep, with long curled lashes standing clearly.

His slightly reddened cheeks gave a certain alluring sickly beauty.

Tiana could only sigh; growing up looking like him made him a real earthly beauty, a hazard.

Not long after, Jesse came back with the syringes.

Seeing him standing at the door, hesitant to enter, Tiana frowned: "What are you standing there for?"

"Do you need my help?" Jesse’s feelings were mixed.

"Come hold him down."

Jesse: "..."

Tiana drew the antipyretic into the syringe and walked over.

Jesse stuttered: "W-where to inject?"

"In the butt."

Jesse: "..."

His biggest fear was that the Fourth Master would kill him when he woke up, but surprisingly, he didn’t move at all.

It seems he was sick to the point of semi-consciousness.

Later that night, Tiana applied another hot towel for him.

After waiting for an hour, his temperature finally dropped, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Jesse."

"Here."

"Can you take me home?" Tiana asked him, sounding very tired.

Jesse checked the time—it was already past three in the morning: "It’s too late now, didn’t you say to rest here before?"

"There’s filming at six."

Jesse couldn’t insist she stay longer: "Then I’ll take you home."

"Thank you," Tiana smiled, even though very tired, she was still a captivating little vixen.

Tiana took one last look at Aiden, lazily curling her lips.

When Aiden wakes up tomorrow and finds out she gave him a shot in the butt...

Oh dear.

Imagining his expression made Tiana unable to help but smile playfully.

"Jesse, let’s go."

...

The next day.

Tiana had just slept for a little over two hours and woke up.

When May Sloane was washing up, she saw Tiana laying on the sofa applying eye cream, a bit surprised: "Tiana, didn’t you say you weren’t coming back?"

"I want to sleep," Tiana spoke lazily, too tired...

May walked over, curiously looking at her: "Is Fourth Master really sick or just pretending? You look, why do I feel like..."

"Stop!" Tiana sat up from the sofa, raising her eyebrows: "Beauty, your thoughts are a little dangerous."

May: "...Really sick?" 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Tiana: "You’re probably reading too many romance novels."

May laughed: "Alright, so do you consider this paying back his favor?"

Tiana shrugged: "No."

In that situation last night, he was the patient, and she was the doctor.

Treating him was also part of her profession.

That’s how it is with her benefactor.

Life-saving grace is something hard to repay.

"I’ll go wash up, or I’ll be late, and someone will gossip behind my back."

Tiana nodded: "Okay."

Nevertheless, she ended up being late.

The film shooting today was with Rosalyn Rooney.

From afar, Rosalyn watched Tiana approaching and asked her agent: "Shore, I think Tiana looks like she’s not in great spirits."

"What do you know, this is called playing hard to get."

Rosalyn didn’t understand: "I just think she doesn’t look well."

Shore, with a cold face: "When she acts with others, she’s full of energy; she’s deliberately trying to intimidate you."

"She doesn’t need to intimidate me, does she?" After all, she’s already the lead actress.

"She hates others stealing her spotlight, now you are not only her company’s competitor but also the female role with the most scenes in the play, of course she wants to suppress you."

Rosalyn listened, feeling uncomfortable, simply choosing to ignore her.

Seeing Rosalyn silent, Shore assumed she had accepted it, and relented.

Tiana came over and greeted her proactively: "Sorry, I’m late."

Rosalyn: "I also..."

Just as she said the first two words, Shore’s cold and sarcastic voice interrupted.

"Miss Tiana, you are also an artist of Zenith Media; your words and actions represent Zenith, always being late, is this worthy of President Pace’s investment?"