In the car, Clara kept pulling her clothes, which was quickly noticed by Andre. “Clara, what happened to you? Is it hot?”
“Yes,” Clara nodded, only to feel too hot to think. “I probably have a fever. It’s hot like hell.”
Hearing this, Andre hurriedly stopped turning on the air conditioner. If Clara did have a fever, it would get worse due to the cool air.
With one hand on the steering wheel, Andre touched Clara’s forehead with the other. Feeling the amazing heat coming from her hand, Andre immediately panicked.
“Clara, seems like you’re really having a fever. Come on. I’ll get a doctor for you right away.” The car accelerated, rushing towards the Hutchinson family.
When Andre caressed Clara’s forehead, Clara felt very cool and comfortable, which alleviated her pain a lot. She wanted him to go on so that she could no longer be so uncomfortable.
Shocked by this idea, Clara forced herself not to do so. She tried her best to calm down!
Clara wanted to shake off Andre’s hand, but all her strength left her. Fortunately, Andre stopped touching her quickly.
Nonetheless, the next second, Clara felt hotter and more uncomfortable. She did not know what she could do but wanted to hug something.
Before Clara was overwhelmed by desire, she bit her lower lip and told herself to behave well before Andre. She didn’t know what went wrong with herself. Clara found it was different from having a fever.
Arriving at the gate of the Hutchinson family, Andre finally heaved a sigh of relief. “Clara, you’re home. I will immediately get you a doctor,”
Andre said as he turned to pick up Clara, but he was startled by her look. He didn’t expect she had such a severe fever.
Clara was all over flooded with abnormal red, with her forehead covered with sweat, eyes full of confusion.
Hurriedly getting out of the car, Andre opened the door, and carried her out of the car, “Clara, are you okay? How do you feel now?”
Clara heard nothing but a buzzing around her ears. She felt as if someone was talking to her, but she couldn’t figure out what he said.
Clara half opened her eyes, trying to see clearly who the man in front of her was, but without success. Luckily, she found it was so cool and soothing to touch him.
Seeing Clara’s eyes, Andre had no idea if she had heard what he said.
However, Andre knew his top priority was to get a doctor for Clara. He was afraid that her fever would turn worse.
Andre picked up Clara and walked to the gate with quick steps, “Anybody home? Open the gate quickly!”
Andre called loudly, and soon a maidservant opened the door. Seeing Clara’s expression, the maidservant panicked. “Miss Hutchinson? What’s wrong with her?”
“She has a bad fever. I’ll take her to her bedroom. You get a doctor here right now!” Andre hurriedly said to the servants.
“Sir, who are you?” Hearing what Andre said, the maidservant didn’t leave. She did trust a stranger to take care of Clara.
“I’m Clara’s friend. Don’t worry. I won’t do anything to her, or I wouldn’t have taken her back.” Andre anxiously explained, “Get the doctor right away! I’m afraid her fever will be worse!”
Hearing this, the maidservant thought it was reasonable and got relieved. “I see. I will do it right now. Miss Hutchinson’s room is the second one on the second floor. Sir, please take good care of her. I’ll be right back.”
“Be quick!” After that, Andre hurriedly carried Clara towards the room on the second floor.
Clara kept rubbing her cheek against Andre’s neck with a satisfied look. She felt it was very cool to do that.
Opening the door with a kick, Andre carried Clara to the bed and put her down. “Clara, wait a moment. I’ll get a wet towel to clean you up.”
Andre was about to leave when Clara hugged him. “It’s hot. Please don’t leave me alone.”
Clara said as she caressed Andre’s body. Being drugged, she didn’t even know what she was doing. Instead, she just it was very cool and comfortable to hug this man.
Seeing this, Andre finally realized that something was wrong. Clara was not feverish. She was drugged!
It was Laura who did this! Andre clenched his fists. No wonder Laura asked him to pick up Clara.
“Clara, can you hear me?” Pressing Clara’s hands, Andre shouted in her ear, “Hold on. The doctor will be here soon!”
“I’m burning. I want…” Clara struggled to break free from Andre’s hands and said in a broken voice. She kept squirming, trying to take off Andre’s clothes.
With hands grabbed, Clara could do nothing but rub her cheek against his. “It’s so cool and so comfortable. I wat more…”
Clara began to rub herself against Andre. With burning breath on his ear, a few shudders trembled through Andre.
Andre swallowed and got tempted. He loved Clara, and he could do anything to her now.
Looking at Clara’s bewildered look, Andre felt very hesitant. With nobody else here, he could sleep with Clara, which was a rare chance.
When Andre was struggling with himself, he was interrupted by the doorbell, wondering whether it was the doctor. Thinking of this, Andre calmed down at once.
He was ashamed of his previous hesitation. Andre told himself that he couldn’t be so nasty.
Andre quickly tore Clara’s skinny little arms off him.
When Andre opened the door, the person he saw was not the doctor, but Horace.
“Why are you here?” Horace was shocked to see Andre. He remembered that Clara asked him to pick her up at her home. And then why was Andre here?
Before Andre could say something, Horace heard the sound of breaking glass from upstairs with a woman’s moan. It was Clara!
Pushing away Andre, Horace rushed upstairs. With nobody else here, Andre’s appearance was very strange. Horace was afraid that Andre was trying something inappropriate with Clara.
With this in mind, Horace walked rapidly to Clara’s room, startled by what he saw.
Clara was wriggling uncomfortably in the bed with a pained look, murmuring, “It’s so hot… I want it… Give it to me…”