Chapter 731: Feed Me, and I’ll Eat

Chapter 731: Chapter 731: Feed Me, and I’ll Eat

Annabelle Linton knew he was sulking, but she couldn’t bring herself to say a word.

’That bitch, Vivian Yates... If she hadn’t threatened to destroy the medicine she’d hidden unless I agreed to her demands, I’d have found someone to kill her by now.’ 𝘧𝓇ℯℴ𝓂

’That Witch Yates, you’d better hope I don’t find that medicine. The moment I do, I’ll kill you with my own hands!’

Just as Annabelle was lost in thought, a tickle in her throat made her break into a cough.

She quickly turned away, hiding her distress as a shadow passed over her eyes.

’It looks like the drug is starting to affect me, too.’

’I can’t. If I stay any longer, he’s sure to see that something’s wrong!’

Annabelle Linton turned to Leona Grant and said irritably, "Then what on earth do you want? You won’t take your medicine, you won’t sleep... Can I just leave, then?"

She picked up her pillow and started to walk out.

Seeing her about to leave, Leona Grant immediately got up, his tall frame blocking her path. He said roguishly, "I’ve changed my mind. You’re right, my body is my own. There’s no need to harm it for anyone else’s sake. So, I’ll take the medicine!"

Annabelle Linton secretly sighed in relief, but then he said, "But I want you to feed it to me. Feed it to me, and I’ll take it!"

Speechless, Annabelle Linton just stared at him.

Leona Grant said roguishly, "You’re my wife, after all. Don’t you have a duty to take care of me when I’m sick? Don’t forget, we haven’t divorced yet!"

"Then let’s get a divorce!"

’I don’t even know if I’m going to live anyway. It’s better to just get divorced and not hold him back!’

Leona Grant was so angry he let out a laugh. A sharp light flashed in his eyes as he sneered, "You think you call the shots? You have to feed me the medicine today. You’re not going anywhere until you do!"

Ordinarily, Annabelle would have been furious, but today, she felt a surprising flicker of joy.

’This is great. Now I have an excuse to make him take his medicine.’

’This man is so childish. He’s sick, but he won’t take his medicine or get proper rest.’

Pretending to be angry, Annabelle frowned and said, "You’re being a tyrant!"

"So what if I’m a tyrant? So what if I bully you? Go on, fight back if you dare!" he said, his tone overbearing.

Annabelle’s fists tightened. "How?!" she demanded furiously.

A wicked glint appeared in Leona Grant’s eyes. "With your mouth," he said suggestively.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Annabelle shoved a pill into it, took a sip of water, and fed it to him mouth-to-mouth.

Leona Grant stared at her, dumbfounded...

Next, Annabelle went and got a fever patch, placing it on his forehead. Then, she efficiently picked up a needle and gave him an injection.

’Holy crap...’

She did it all in under a minute. Her speed was startling!

When she was finished, Annabelle looked at him with a dark expression and said bluntly, "Now, get your ass back in bed!"

Leona Grant was left speechless.

He was actually, genuinely a bit cowed by her.

He’d actually said all that in hopes of getting Annabelle to take some medicine herself. He could see that she seemed to be sick too.

’But she would never accept his concern, would she...?’

A trace of disappointment flickered in Leona Grant’s eyes at the thought.

When Annabelle saw he wasn’t moving, she turned to leave.

But she had only taken a single step before Leona Grant suddenly scooped her up. He pinned her back against the wall, one hand supporting her hips, and kissed her.

His kiss was passionate and, as always, forceful and domineering, yet laced with a hint of punishment.

Through that single kiss, Annabelle could feel how hurt and aggrieved he was.

Ordinarily, Annabelle wasn’t a huge fan of kissing. But kissing him now, she felt a surprising sense of bliss. She liked it. A lot.

She made a show of struggling a little.