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.

breathing. She wondered if he was already asleep. She smelled like a

but

with the fondue smell and sleep. However, Joe felt like a human furnace. His body was

eyes and managed to sleep a

After about an hour, she woke up

past 10:00 pm.

deeply asleep. She reached out

temperature had come down.

her neck earlier, he was burning up, but

was even

Joe’s embrace. She moved quietly as she got

she wouldn’t be able to sleep

bathroom. Joe had

quick look and then carefully climbed back into bed. There was enough space

initially been lying on his side, moved closer. But he

Skylar back into his

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

Joe’s forehead.

normal. She breathed a sigh

was dark because the lights were off, and the curtains blocked out

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