Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 1795

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“Just do it. Come, now.” Francesca began to coax the man as though she was talking to a child. “Take a nap after drinking this. You won't be able to do anything if you get another fever.”

Hearing that, Danrique grabbed the concoction and began to drink it in one go. Suddenly, his brows furrowed intensely, and he wanted to spit the medicine out.

Francesca hurriedly covered his mouth and lifted his head, forcing him to swallow the concoction.

“Ugh...”

Sean was dumbfounded at the sight. I've never met someone who dared do such a thing to Mr. Lindberg!

How reckless could this woman be?

Does she not fear death?

As expected, Danrique shoved the woman away furiously, and the force caused her to stagger back and crash into the sofa. “Hey! What was that for?”

Her face had turned pale due to her head's injury.

“Stay away from me,” Danrique warned while pointing a finger at her.

“Are you insane? I wouldn't even bother with you if you weren't my patient.”

This guy is crazy! He's like a bomb that explodes at any time!

I should make him beg me to treat him the

much pain that he didn't want to argue with her. He was so annoyed

wanting anything to do with him either, Francesca leaned back into the sofa to

handed Danrique a glass of warm water along with

in his mouth. In an instant, the creases between his

food?” Francesca was amused. “You don't fear death, but this is how you're like when you have to

Danrique glared at her.

it out, Dr. Felch,”

Francesca made a face at Danrique before

boss' expression, wondering if

Francesca gave him was effective. Danrique appeared much better than before. He looked tired, though, so he cupped his forehead with one hand and rested

and remained by his

God knows how long, Francesca woke up just in time to see the car enter a manor.

the walls of the courtyard were full of roses, and every plant had been trimmed


honded Donrique o gloss of worm woter olong with o piece of condy. “Here you go,

the condy in his mouth.

food?” Froncesco wos omused. “You don't feor deoth, but this is how you're like when you

Donrique glored ot her.

it out, Dr.

thot, Froncesco mode o foce ot Donrique before

wondering if the herbol concoction

much better thon before. He looked tired, though, so he

relief ond remoined by

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