The person who fell into a fitful sleep had no response, her body’s temperature continued to rise.
Jose Floyd’s fingertips were sowhat cold as they pressed against Nicole’s burning skin, causing his fingers to instinctively tremble.
"Camden, switch to the instant mixture!"
"Yes, sir!"
When Camden returned, he respectfully handed Jose Floyd a cup of cold dicine mixture.
Jose Floyd took the mixture, held Nicole close, his arm slipping under her neck, reversing to grip her chin.
Jose Floyd forcibly pried open Nicole’s thin lips, gradually pouring the mixture into her mouth.
The slumbering Nicole seed highly resistant to the dication, most of what she could spit out was expelled, the cold dicine seeping into the clothes on her chest.
Jose Floyd looked at her pale face, his eyebrows and eyes cold and unyielding like proud bamboo, his gaze growing colder, "Nicole, do you wish to seek death? I will not let you! I haven’t settled accounts with you for the stab you gave ! Do you have the right to die? Did I agree to this?"
"Camden, bring two more packs!"
"Yes!"
When Camden returned, the dicine in the glass cup was half more than before as he handed it to Jose Floyd.
Jose Floyd held the glass, his cold gaze swept over Camden, his tone devoid of warmth: "Camden! Are you now daring to disobey my orders, hmm?"
Camden imdiately bowed his head in apology, "Never, sir, Camden has never dared to disobey your orders!"
Jose Floyd’s lips curled into a cold and rciless smile, "She has a high fever in the wine cellar, you concealed it! Why is she so weak? Camden!"
Camden nodded, gathering his courage to reply in a low voice, "Sir, Camden just intended to teach her a lesson, she repeatedly attacked you, first with a knife, then with a gun, sir, Nicole cannot stay by your side!"
Jose Floyd sneered, "Camden, you dare to make decisions on my affairs? Are you the one to take charge of matters between her and ?!"
"Camden dares not!"
"Dares not? What did you do to her?!" Jose Floyd’s voice was sharp and cold.
Camden’s head drooped, "For three days she wasn’t given food, sir, Camden just intended a small reprimand for her."
Compared to her wielding a gun, a three-day fast was already the lightest punishnt.
Jose Floyd picked up the bedside lamp and hurled it directly at Camden, his gaze cold and emotionless, "Get out! If there’s a next ti, I’ll destroy you!"
"Yes." Camden’s eyes were profound, his forehead swollen from the hit, he turned and left.
At the mont of turning back to close the door, he saw his master looking at Nicole’s pale face, his eyes softened with tenderness and pity.
Camden let out a heavy sigh and closed the door.
The master invested all his efforts into this woman, this is not good! Nicole is very dangerous, her hatred for the master will eventually take his life!
And he won’t let this woman harm the master!
Inside the room, Jose Floyd held the glass again, trying to pour it into Nicole’s mouth, with the sa result of her resisting and spitting it out.
Jose Floyd stared at the dicine in his hand, his gaze deepened, then he opened his thin lips, and poured all the dicine into his own mouth.
Lowering his eyes, looking at her snow-white complexion, Jose Floyd leaned down and pressed his thin lips onto her pale lips.
Gripping Nicole’s chin, forcing her to slightly open her lips, he forcefully poured the dicine from his mouth into Nicole’s mouth...
The bitter dicine entered, causing the drowsy Nicole to frown slightly, the dicine forced into her mouth again tried to be expelled by her. Jose Floyd’s gaze turned icy, pinching Nicole’s chin tighter, his lips sealing Nicole’s mouth more dominantly, coercing Nicole to be unable to eject the dicine from her mouth...
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