My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel 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.

Within seconds, she heard his steady breathing. She wondered if he was already asleep. She smelled like a fondue, yet he didn't seem to mind.

She tried to move, but he held her too tightly.

"Fine," she thought. She would make do with the fondue smell and sleep. However, Joe felt like a human furnace. His body was extremely hot.

Skylar closed her eyes and managed to sleep a little, but it wasn't very restful.

She hadn't changed out of her clothes, and she sweated a bit. After about an hour, she woke up and checked the time. It was past 10:00 pm.

Joe was deeply asleep. She reached out to check his forehead. The temperature had come down.

When he was pressed against her neck earlier, he was burning up, but now his temperature was normal.