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.

seconds, she heard his steady breathing. She wondered if he was already asleep. She

to move, but he held her too

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

closed her eyes and managed to sleep a little,

and she sweated a bit. After about an hour,

past 10:00 pm.

deeply asleep. She reached out to check

temperature had come down.

her neck earlier, he was burning

was even and gentler

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

she wouldn’t be able

bathroom. Joe had moved to

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

initially been lying on his side, moved

back

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

Joe’s forehead.

normal. She breathed a sigh of

was dark because the lights

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