y Stu

Chapter 972

Zephyr soon realized he was more interested in the woman than he initially expected. She was so adorable. He would feed her wine a few days in a row and allowed himself to indulge in her body.

After that, the housekeepers came to clean the bedroom, which was a mess. He lowered his pride and picked Johanna up before bringing her to the bathroom.

Zephyr pinned her in the bathtub and was about to kiss her when he realized her lips were burning. In fact, her entire body was burning up. Her temperature was higher than a human's normal temperature.

Her cheeks were flushed, and her breathing was weak. She was running a high fever.

“A stray that falls ill, huh?” Zephyr sighed. He wasn't interested in getting intimate with a sick woman, so he brought her outside and summoned the doctor.

Johanna survived solely on wine and endured Zephyr's continuous torture for the past few days. As a result, she was drained and fell ill. Her temperature refused to go down as she remained unconscious.

She kept muttering Timothy's name, her voice hoarse and weak.

Zephyr was seated in an intricately carved wooden chair, holding a cigar between his fingers. His purple irises were glowing as he stared at the blond doctor standing in front of him.

as gentle as usual. “If she dies from the fever, I'll make your children suffer the same fate as her and

the doctor promised vehemently as cold

did all he could to save Johanna. Despite being an atheist, he couldn't help

Johanna had a strong will to live. Her fever subsided miraculously on the

doctor could finally heave a sigh of relief. He prescribed some oral medicine and told

today, Zephyr got the housekeeper to bring a glass of warm water. He put two pills into his mouth and helped

swallowed the pills subconsciously, he pulled

at his leather shoes and

across Johanna's porcelain skin and made sure she was fine before ordering,

here any longer and grabbed his medical kit to leave with the

doctor a stack

realized each bill cost five hundred, and he received a total of five hundred thousand. She was only running a fever, but I was paid

gazing at Johanna when the phone on the bedside table

picked it up and

the person on the other end of the line reported. “We have

a fraction. “What a sly, old

hung up and strode out of

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