I dragged him out of the hotel, and the driver drove the car over. After we hopped on, he leaned on my shoulder, breathing softly. It wasn't like him to be this quiet.

Halfway through the journey, he suddenly hollered, "Stop!"

The driver was confused but still pulled over. Hendrix got off the car and started throwing up.

I got off the car to buy some water for him. When I came back, I saw him leaning against the car, resting with his eyes closed.

"Rinse your mouth," I said, handing him the bottle of water.

He opened his eyes slightly and rinsed his mouth.

The driver restarted the car, and Hendrix laid in the car seat with his eyes shut.

Half an hour later, the car stopped outside the villa. I asked the driver to help get him into the bedroom while I went to the kitchen to get him a glass of water with honey.

But before I entered the kitchen, I heard someone vomiting upstairs. Hendrix threw up again before he could make it to the bedroom. He left a mess in

his wake.

The driver patted his back. I looked at Hendrix and didn't know what to say.

back to his bedroom and laid him on the bed. Seeing that

Hendrix lying motionlessly

I said, "Hendrix!"

"Yes," he replied.

to bed," I said, then walked

heard me. I took off my

him as he walked. I found some pajamas and a bath towel, and followed him in. After all, he was

on his shirt. "Hendrix, take off your

obedient in

shirt aside, I was a little stunned. The man was strong, and his muscles were

but under these circumstances, I had to help him take his pants

your pants and take a shower.

He nodded obediently.

out of the bathroom and

the bedroom and waited for a long time.

and

the water stopped, but he wasn't out

sturdy back. I quickly turned around and said, "Hendrix, get into

didn't get a response. I frowned and repeated,

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