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 smelled like a fondue, yet he

but he held

and sleep.

managed to sleep a little,

bit. After about

past 10:00 pm.

She reached out

temperature had come down.

he was burning up, but

was even and gentler than

She moved quietly as she

shower. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be

later, she emerged from the bathroom. Joe had moved to the other side

a quick look and then carefully climbed back into

was asleep, Joe, who had initially been lying on his side, moved closer. But

back into

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

Joe’s forehead.

She breathed a sigh

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

he had just woken up. Rather,