Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

Chapter 791 He Really Like Her

"I guess I need a rabies shot," Micah said casually.

Mr. Louis almost spit out his drink.

At this moment, Dahlia knocked and entered the room, respectfully asking, "Mr. Clemens, shall I treat your wound for you?" "How is she?" Micah asked.

"She has calmed down, and isn't in immediate danger," Dahlia said as she treated his wound, "Annika has put a noise-canceling headphones on her. Even if it thunders later, she won't hear it."

"Good," Joe quickly added, "They usually pay special attention to the weather. Once it rains, they would help her put on noise-canceling headphones in advance. I don't know why she didn't wear them today. When the thunder sounded, her condition couldn't be controlled."

Upon hearing this, Micah fell silent. Two years ago, when she was attacked, the last bottle of antidote was broken. At that time, she must have experienced a life-threatening situation, and just surviving was a stroke of luck. And now, the amnesia and the recurrence of the old illness on rainy days were probably the aftermath of that incident.

"Your wound is deep." Dahlia frowned. "You probably need to go to hospital for a shot. I didn't bring the necessary medicine with me."

"We'll deal with that later." Micah didn't mind. "You go and watch over Sadie."

"Okay." Dahlia left with the medical kit.

forcibly kissed Sadie in the car and claimed to like her, Mr. Louis didn't believe him. He thought

than anyone else. In order to comfort her, he didn't hesitate to use his own body to protect her. Even if

emotions were definitely not

looking at?" Micah

Mr. Louis

answer, but

Mr. Clemens. I'm

"Hurry up."

"Got it."

up, Micah looked at Joe, "Two

him a while to come back to his senses. "You've known Sadie two

a minute. Two years ago, you had a beloved wife. Then she disappeared, and you

"She doesn't belong to you.

as he finished, there was a knock on the door

"Come in," Micah responded.

in with a bag of clothes

and went to the dressing

anxiously from outside the door, "What on earth is going on? Tell