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

move, but he held her

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

and managed to sleep a

bit. After about

past 10:00 pm.

was deeply asleep. She reached out to check his forehead.

temperature had come down.

earlier, he was burning

was even and gentler

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

she wouldn’t

Joe had moved to the other side of the

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

who had initially been lying on his side, moved closer.

back

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

Joe’s forehead.

normal. She breathed a

the lights were off, and the

It didn’t look like he had just woken up.