Chapter 97
Heartless?
Who was really heartless?
I tried to pull away from his grip, but he only held on tighter.
My entire body was pressed against Ferris’s chest, and I could hear his strong heartbeat.
Ferris rarely got sick, but when he did, it would drag on for a long time.
In the past, when Ferris was sick, he would be in a bad mood too.
When working at the office, his subordinate werewolves would all avoid him.
When he came home, I would try hard to take care of Ferris. When sick, Ferris would be very picky about food and always lose his temper, like a child…
Ferris groaned in pain, his hand forcibly pulling me into his embrace.
“Let go of me!” I could barely breathe.
Ferris threatened incoherently. “Trying to escape again?”
I’m telling you, this time, even if you die, you have to die in my arms!!”
With those words, his distinctly jointed hand fell on my neck and suddenly tightened.
Before I could react, the man’s hands had moved to my cheeks, then pressed down heavily to kiss my lips.
A simple kiss, like a feather brushing past, leaving no trace.
After the kiss, Ferris had no strength left and fell heavily back to the floor.
By the time I came to my senses, the person on the floor had fallen silent.
I quickly leaned over and touched his forehead–it was even hotter.
I got up to get the spare medical kit. The kit was still in its usual place, but all the medications inside had expired. Ferris hadn’t had anyone restock it.
I could only go to the refrigerator first to get some ice, wrap it in cloth, and use it to cool him down.
Then I ordered some medicine online for delivery.
When I first tried to give Ferris medicine, he refused to open his mouth. With no other option, I had to add some honey to the medicine before I could barely get him to swallow it.
Probably no one could imagine that Ferris, who was so formidable in the outside world, actually liked sweet things.
I wanted to move him back to the sofa, but he was really too heavy, and I didn’t have much strength, so I could only let him lie on the floor.
I turned down the air conditioning a bit and covered him with a thin blanket.
Finally, I was so tired that I leaned against the sofa and fell asleep.
When the evening light fell on his face, Ferris finally opened his heavy eyelids and found himself lying on the floor.
He raised his hand to rub his head. When he sat up, he saw me sleeping against the nearby sofa.
He was stunned for a long while, looking at the blanket on his body, the wet towel placed nearby, and the pile of medicine.
Chapter 97
Terris moved the blanket aside. When he stood up, his head spun with dizziness.
When had he gotten so seriously ill?
“You’re finally awake.” Hearing the sound, I woke up too.
Seeing that Ferris was fully conscious and seemed fine, I got straight to the point.
“Considering that I took care of you today, please let Cynthia go.”
“She did it all for me. I’ll apologize to your girlfriend on her behalf. I’m sorry.”
Ferris had just woken up and was still somewhat groggy, seemingly not understanding what I meant.
“What Cynthia?”
I explained: “The person who exposed Ashley’s plagiarism online is my friend Cynthia. I’m very sorry for offending your girlfriend Ashley, but please show mercy. I’ll take down that article.”
Only then did Ferris remember that Ashley had indeed called today asking him to help.
“If you’re still unwilling, I can publicly apologize.”
Seeing that Ferris hadn’t spoken for a long time, my throat tightened.
“I’m not apologizing because I admit she was slandering, but because I’m yielding to your power. If you’re unwilling to let us go, that’s fine too–as long as your conscience is clear.”
After saying this, I walked toward the exit, preparing to think of another solution.
Ferris endured the dizziness and stepped forward to grab my wrist.
“When did I say I wouldn’t help you?”
