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.

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

but he held her

do with the fondue smell and sleep. However, Joe felt like a human furnace.

closed her eyes and managed to sleep a little, but

After about an

past 10:00 pm.

was deeply asleep. She reached out to

temperature had come down.

was pressed against her neck earlier, he was

even and gentler than

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

wouldn’t be able to sleep that

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

then carefully climbed back into bed. There was enough space

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

Skylar back

At first, she

Joe’s forehead.

was normal. She breathed a sigh of

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

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