Chapter 98 Completely unaware of who was 'bullying' her like this?
The aunt went to the bedroom to take care of Violet.
When the ginger soup that was placed on the bedside table cooled down a bit, the aunt slowly supported Violet, who was still in a coma, preparing to feed her medicine.
But Violet was still unconscious and couldn't open her mouth.
The aunt gingerly poured the ginger soup into her mouth, but Violet's teeth were clenched, and she remained motionless.
The aunt had no choice. Should she force her to drink it?
If something happened, Mr. Hall would definitely blame her.
After thinking for a while, the aunt decided to seek Mr. Hall's help.
After all, this little girl was brought back by Mr. Hall!
The aunt put Violet back on the bed and went out to consult Mr. Hall.
In the living room, the aunt looked at the handsome man sitting upright on the sofa, engrossed in reading materials. She approached him slowly and said, "Mr. Hall, Miss De Vere... is unconscious... I dare not force-feed her medicine. What do you suggest?"
Brady turned to look at the aunt. "She won't drink the medicine?"
"She's unconscious and won't open her mouth. I have no way to feed her," the aunt carefully explained, fearing that she might say the wrong thing and make Mr. Hall angry or displeased with her performance.
Brady pondered for a few seconds. "I understand."
Saying that, he left the iPad he was holding and got up to go to the bedroom.
The aunt quickly followed suit.
In the bedroom, the aunt asked, "Mr. Hall, what should we do?"
Brady lowered his gaze and looked at the woman lying on the bed, her face slightly pale. After a while, to the aunt's astonishment, he helped Violet sit up, pinched her tender chin with his fingers, and then drank a sip of the ginger soup himself. With the fever-reducing pill in his mouth, he forcefully fed it to Violet.
However, to the aunt, this act of force-feeding couldn't help but make her, a middle-aged woman, feel a little flustered and blush.
Why are young people these days so unrestrained?
Especially someone like Mr. Hall, who exudes authority.
The aunt felt embarrassed to witness this disguised form of kissing.
She quietly backed out, closing the bedroom door behind her.
Brady continued to use the tip of his tongue to pry open Violet's lips and slowly fed her the medicine and ginger soup.
However, his tongue was warm, but the ginger soup mixed with the medicine was a bit bitter.
No matter how unconscious Violet was, her body still had some sense.
"What do you want?" Brady was somewhat addicted to the pleasure of feeding her medicine. "Hmm? What do you want... you little vixen."
This woman's lips were always so soft.
Soft, like eating jelly.
And they were sweet.
Just like eating strawberry cake.
Brady couldn't help but feel insatiable. The satisfaction on his lips made him lose control and reason. After finishing feeding her the medicine, he didn't move away. His tongue stirred forcefully against hers.
It seemed like they needed to passionately entangle for a while.
Violet could barely breathe from being stirred up by him.
But she remained dizzy and weak, unable even to open her eyelids.
She had no idea who was 'teasing' her like this.
However, this aggressive and dominant lip and tongue entanglement didn't last long. Brady finally realized what he was doing.
He restrained his desires.
He immediately let go of her and gently placed her back on the bed.
Getting up, he lightly covered her with the blanket.
Then he walked out quickly.
Hmm, was he really going crazy?
Did he desire her that much?
###To my readers and fans of the book. Sorry to tell you that I need to rest a couple of days cuz I just took a surgery. Won't be long, so please stay patient and take care of yourselves.###
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