Chapter 25 Give Vent To Her Anger
Everyone in the Chapman family and Matthias, who wanted to escape, were all forced to stay in the hall.
The banquet naturally came to an end. All the guests were stunned by what had happened, and they were puzzled.
However, Anderson was there, so no one dared ask anything.
But they whispered together in private.
Who was Anderson?
He was the president of the Jordan Group, and he controlled the business world in this country.
It was no exaggeration to say that even if he wanted to marry a princess, it was reasonable.
What's more, the Jordan family, the Duncan family, the Levine family and the Richardson family were the four most famous families in this city. People in such families could seldom decide their marriages by themselves, and they had to marry into another famous family.
How could the Jordan Family allow their most outstanding heir to marry a daughter of an ordinary person?
Everyone was talking about it.
Those who had socialized with others in the business world for a long time had their own judgment after feeling surprised.
Most of the famous man always flirted with women. Although Anderson was noble, he was no exception.
There were few rumors about him before, which was why people thought that he didn't like women.
However, in fact, he just didn't meet the woman he liked.
Since he finally had a woman he liked, he would naturally protect and dote on her. He would treat her very well.
But it didn't mean that he would marry this woman.
After all, no one had ever heard that Anderson was married and he had a wife.
But they all thought that Clarissa was very lucky. They thought that even if she couldn't marry Anderson, she was much luckier than anyone else because she could be with Anderson for a period of time.
Everyone had their own speculations in their hearts. But Anderson was not in the mood to pay attention to what they were thinking.
Clarissa was drugged, and he noticed it when he held her in his arms just now.
That was why he did not punish the Chapman family and Matthias for what they had done immediately.
Saving Clarissa was the most important.
Inside the luxuriously decorated presidential suite, Anderson placed Clarissa on the bed and turned around to took a wet towel for her.
However, Clarissa grabbed the hem of his shirt with a pale hand.
Clarissa looked at him with a weak face. Her delicate face rarely blushed like this, and she opened her mouth slightly.
"I want to drink some water."
She still couldn't make a sound, but Anderson understood what she meant.
"Wait a minute."
When he came back, there were a hot towel and a glass of warm water in his hands.
He walked to the bed and sat down. He helped Clarissa get up and fed her half a glass of water. Then, he took the hot towel to wipe her face and hands.
Clarissa was sexually aroused because of the hot air on the towel, and she felt so uncomfortable as if there were tens of millions of worms crawling in her body.
She struggled for a moment. Anderson withdrew his hand and saw her frowning slightly. She stared at him with watery eyes and then immediately closed her eyes, as if she was struggling in pain.
The clothes on her body were in a mess while she was struggling. The black dress was slightly taken off, revealing her white skin.
A warm blush rose to her chest, neck and ears, and even her whole face blushed. Her pale face looked so sexy and attractive.
Her soft hair was wetted by sweat due to pain. It stuck to her neck and she looked so depressed but charming.
Looking at her like this, Anderson's breathing became rapid and his dark eyes darkened slightly.
He reached out to wipe the sweat from her forehead gently and said in a low voice, "Clarissa, we are husband and wife. You can make any request to me."
However, Clarissa acted as if she couldn't hear what he said.
She curled up painfully and held her body with her arms, and she even buried her face in her arms. It seemed that she wanted to control herself in this way so that she would not do anything impulsive.
Anderson frowned and reached out his hand to touch her forehead.
Her forehead was boiling hot.
His eyes were gloomy as he said in a deep voice, "Are you sure you don't need my help?"
Clarissa shook her head, and then suddenly raised her face again. She opened her mouth and said silently, "I want to see a doctor."
Anderson looked at her mouth and didn't say anything.
Clarissa didn't know whether he understood what she meant or not, but she really didn't have enough strength to do more, so she buried her face in her arms again. She curled up like shrimp in a defensive posture. Anderson looked at her carefully and could see that her slender body was trembling slightly.
She was trying her best to control herself.
For a moment, Anderson didn't know whether he should feel happy or sad.
He sat on the bed and looked at her for a while. Then he sneered.
Maybe he was laughing at himself, and maybe he was disappointed. He suddenly stood up, covered Clarissa's body with a thin quilt and strode out.
The doctor soon arrived.
Almost not long after Anderson left, a female doctor dressed in plain clothes walked in with David.
At this time, David naturally couldn't go to the hospital to find a doctor. Fortunately, there were family doctors in Estdal Manor. He called there and a doctor rushed over in more than ten minutes.
Clarissa curled up in the soft silk quilt and felt that her hand was held by someone. She shrank unconsciously.
When the female doctor saw this, she said softly in a hurry, "Miss Chapman, don't be afraid. I am a doctor and I am here to treat you."
Clarissa let go of her guard and let her hold her hand when she heard what she said.
Then the doctor lifted the quilt. Clarissa was drugged and her whole body was hot, but she was covered by the quilt. Naturally, she was sweating all over, and her dressed was wetted by her sweat.
The female doctor frowned and said unhappily, "How could you cover her with a quilt in such a situation? It will cause heatstroke."
Anderson was standing aside. The corners of his eyes twitched and his face was expressionless.
The female doctor didn't notice his expression. After having a careful check-up for Clarissa, she gave her an injection.
Clarissa received her treatment obediently and didn't resist.
But David felt that Anderson was unhappy.
He looked at Anderson curiously. He thought, "I just left for more than ten minutes. Why did Mr. Jordan suddenly become unhappy?"
"Ah! He must be angry with the Chapman family and Matthias!"
"They actually dared treat Clarissa like this tonight. Mr. Jordan won't let them go!"
David felt that he was really sensitive and was guessing how Anderson would deal with this matter. He even came up with a few good ways to give vent to Clarissa's anger.
At the same time, the doctor had given Clarissa an injection.
She turned to Anderson and said, "She has been injected with antidote, but she needs a little time to recover. Stay with her during this period of time. If she really feels uncomfortable, let her soak in the cold water. She'll be fine after a while."
Anderson still looked expressionless and cold, but he asked, "Why can't she speak yet?"
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