Chapter 564 Get Lost
Matthew's eyes immediately took on a cold glint as he glanced at her pale face and her mumbling, he sneered.
Not in love?
Did he care?
As long as Mary was by his side, love or not, it didn't matter.
Maple Grove Manor.
Matthew carried Mary upstairs, used her finger to input the fingerprint, and strode inside, heading to the bathroom to start running hot water.
After the bath was ready, he placed her in it. Her brows, once tightly knit, began to relax a little
She had already started to develop a fever. First, he needed to ward off the cold, then give her medicine.
Matthew patiently bathed her, then wrapped her in a towel and carried her out, dressing her in clean pajamas.
During this time, he couldn't avoid seeing her beautiful body and smooth, glowing skin. His eyes darkened several times, and his Adam's apple bobbed.
However, when it came time to take the medicine, Mary's body seemed to trigger some kind of defense mechanism, and she refused to open her mouth.
Matthew lost his patience and placed the pill in his mouth, pinched her jaw, and kissed her.
Mary whimpered in her daze, and Matthew forcefully pried her teeth open, sending the pill inside.
Then, he quickly took a sip of water and continued to feed her.
The bitter taste spread in her mouth, and Mary wanted to spit out the pill, but before she could, another mouthful of water came in.
She instinctively swallowed.
The medicine went down smoothly.
Repeating this method a few times, all the pills were taken.
Matthew looked at her lips, no longer pale, and couldn't resist kissing her. This was a real kiss.
He swept through every corner of her mouth, leaving nothing untouched.
Mary gradually began to feel breathless and started to struggle in resistance.
Matthew forcibly ended the almost out-of-control kiss, his eyes were dark and intense as he gazed at her unconscious form.
"Mary, considering you're sick, I won't touch you for now."
With that, he got up and went to the bathroom.
When he came out, Mary had curled up, her body trembling continuously.
"Cold, so cold..."
She mumbled.
Matthew lifted the blanket and got into bed, holding her in his arms.
His temperature was high, and Mary instinctively snuggled closer, her shivering calming down.
Throughout the night, he checked her temperature several times. Seeing her fever had gone down, Matthew pinched the bridge of his nose, tiredness marked his brow.
Mary finally slept soundly.
The next day.
It got bright outside.
Mary opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Matthew's sexy Adam's apple, while she was tightly holding him.
She was stunned for a moment, her face instantly turning pale!
She roughly pulled herself away, then lifted the blanket and got out of bed.
Matthew was awakened by her movements. Seeing her unpleasant expression, he said coldly, "I took care of you all night, and now that you're better, you treat me with such a bad attitude?"
Mary coldly replied, "You should be grateful I don't have a knife in my hand, or it wouldn't just be a bad attitude."
Matthew sneered, not taking her words to heart at all.
Mary went straight to wash up. When she came out, Matthew was still lying in bed, his face not looking good, and seemed very tired.
Mary coldly said, "Get out."
Matthew closed his eyes and glanced at her, "Say that again."
"Get out."
Mary repeated unceremoniously.
Matthew lifted the blanket and got out of bed, walking towards her.
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