Richest Mogul

Chapter 801

Skylar thought that a single dose of antipyretics wouldn’t be fatal. Furthermore, Joe’s symptoms were like those of a common cold. His eyes were red, and his

voice was nasal.

Joe noticed that Skylar had been remarkably patient with him, and their interactions had grown even more distant than when they first met. It felt as though his heart was blocked off, making him feel stifled and uncomfortable.

Seeing Joe staring at her, Skylar couldn’t continue pretending she didn’t notice. She asked helplessly, “Is there anywhere else you feel unwell, Mr. Martin?”

“No, that’s all.”

“You should get some rest,” Skylar said, glancing at the clock. It was already 9: 00 pm.

Joe looked at her intently and then pulled her down onto the bed.

Skylar was startled. “What are you doing?”

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to do anything to you,” Joe said. He buried his face

in her neck.

The familiar warmth and scent helped calm his restless mind.

Gradually, exhaustion and drowsiness overtook him. Skylar was speechless at his bluntness.

She wondered if he was already asleep. She

but he held her

smell and sleep. However,

and managed to sleep a little, but it

a bit. After about an hour, she woke up and checked the

past 10:00 pm.

asleep. She reached out to check

temperature had come down.

was pressed against her neck earlier, he was burning up, but now his temperature was

was even and gentler than

Joe’s embrace. She moved quietly as she got out of bed and headed to

wouldn’t

Joe had moved to

back into bed. There was enough

on his side, moved closer. But he seemed to feel

Skylar back

again, it was already morning. At first, she felt disoriented. Then

Joe’s forehead.

She breathed a sigh of

room was dark because the lights were off, and the curtains

Joe’s eyes appeared dark and heavy. It didn’t look like he had just woken up. Rather, it seemed like he had been awake