Chapter 664 Her High Fever And His Bad Cold (Part One) (2/2)

”You are inexperienced in bed,” he said coldly.

”You! Give that land to my family, or I won't agree to divorce,” Jean replied furiously.

”Fine. It is exactly what I am thinking about,” he sneered.

said, ”Mrs. Molly Long, it's a cold night and Mr. Brian Long told me to prepare these for you. I hope you can finish them while they're still warm.” She put the tray on the table. ”I'll tidy up the dishes later,” she added.

”Okay. Thank you, Lisa.”

Lisa just smiled at her in response and then left.

Molly stared at the array of food in front of her—she felt bittersweet. She thought to herself, 'How could he have known?'

With a mocking smile on her face, she opened the drawer and took out the ring again. She gazed at it for a while before putting it back in the little box it came with and putting it back in the drawer.

She just started getting dizzier and her throat was burning. Molly drank the soup and took a hot bath but she just felt even worse.

Molly didn't feel like eating anymore and she felt so tired that she rolled into bed and soon enough, she was fast asleep.

She heard a knock on the door. She wanted to open her mouth but her throat was too dry for her to speak. She heard someone stepping into the room, sighing heavily beside her bed, and then leaving the room.

Molly's body kept switching from hot to cold—throughout the night she would find herself curling up in her quilt only to kick it off a few minutes later. Either way, she wasn't feeling good at all.

”Ugh...” Molly let out a grunt of pain. She curled up into a ball and knitted her brows.