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.

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

tried to move, but

thought. She would make do with the fondue smell and sleep. However, Joe felt like a human furnace. His

eyes and managed to sleep

clothes, and she sweated a bit. After about an

past 10:00 pm.

She reached out

temperature had come down.

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

even

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

wouldn’t be

Joe

climbed back into bed.

who had initially been lying on his side, moved closer. But he seemed to feel it wasn’t quite

back into

up again, it was already morning. At first, she felt disoriented. Then she recalled something and

Joe’s forehead.

normal. She breathed a

eyes opened. The room was dark because the lights were off, and the curtains blocked out most of the

didn’t look like he had just woken up. Rather, it seemed like he