Roseanna's pov

I walked towards Aryan's room without entering my room to wash off the smell of alcohol that reeks around me. I knocked gently on the door and slowly creaked it open before stepping my feet into his room, only to find him lying restlessly on his bed, sweating profusely.

"Aryan," I muttered as I walked closer to him and touched his forehead, only to discover that the butler wasn't joking when he said that Aryan had a serious fever.

"Get me my pills from my wardrobe," Aryan ordered.

"Okay," I responded and hurriedly walked towards his wardrobe and opened it, searching for the pill he asked for

"This...