Coco's cheeks were getting hotter, and her face was a delightful tomato color when Lucas came out of the bathroom.

Lucas was concerned by her flushed cheeks. He walked over, asking, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine. It's not that," she replied in a murmur.

He tested her temperature with his hand, and her forehead was hot. "I'll take you to the hospital."

He made a quick decision, leaving Coco dumbfounded.

Huh? What was happening? Coco stared at her husband in surprise. When she saw that he was about to call the driver to get the car ready, she hastily grabbed his hand and stopped him from making the call.

"I'm fine! I don't need to go to the hospital!"

"How are you fine? Are you too exhausted? Is that why you have a fever? If you don't want to go to the hospital, I'll get the family doctor to come over."

"I don't have a fever!" Coco snapped. It would be more embarrassing if the doctor came.

"I'm just…"

"It's our wedding night! When I think about it… I just