Chapter 101
Jeshua had always been indifferent to physical desires, never having a strong longing for any woman. But Charmaine…
That morning, he woke up before dawn. In his dream, he’d been utterly unrestrained, and after he woke up, his body was still burning, refusing to subside anytime soon.
He was consumed by a burning desire for her, so intense that even taking a cold shower couldn’t bring him any peace. And all it took was a single glimpse of her legs.
That alone made one thing clear: he must have been attracted to Shermaine for a long time, though he’d never realized what those feelings truly meant, having never experienced love before.
No wonder a proud man like him would willingly follow her instructions, take off her shoes for her, and even drink her yogurt. Outwardly, he might pretend to resist, but deep down, he simply couldn’t say no to her.
Now, seeing Shermaine chat with Henry and completely ignore him, he felt a surge of jealousy. All he wanted was to pull her back to his side and be the only one reflected in her eyes.
Joshua gripped his wine glass, his eyes behind the glasses sharp and predatory–like a beast awakened, locking onto its prey.
“Shermaine is mine,” he thought fiercely.
His heart hammered wildly in his chest.
Joshua set down his glass and seized Shermaine’s hand firmly.
Shermaine instinctively turned her head.
In the dead of winter, her fingers were icy cold, but his burned with heat.
Drinking in winter is one of life’s little pleasures. It could warm you right up.
Shermaine looked at him, her eyes narrowing slightly. “What are you doing?”
Joshua’s gaze burned subtly as he said calmly, “I’m not feeling well. Could you check on me?”
Henry was shocked. “What kind of shady move is that? I can’t even figure it out.”
Not feeling well?
That was weird.
In her eyes, Joshua was the last person who’d ever get sick.
Shermaine asked, “What’s wrong?”
Joshua pressed her hand firmly against his chest and murmured in a low voice, “I’m feeling a bit lightheaded.”
“Is he drunk?” Shermaine wondered.
But as her hand rested on his firm chest, she realized his heart was beating way too fast. That was absolutely abnormal, and his heartbeat only grew more intense.
She took his pulse, but it was steady, showing no signs of any physical problem. Still, his racing heartbeat couldn’t be explained by alcohol alone.
Chapter 101.1
For the first time in her career, Shermaine encountered a condition she couldn’t diagnose.
Shermaine asked, “Are you feeling very dizzy?”
“Yeah,” Joshua murmured.
“Your heart is beating abnormally fast,” Shermaine said, her brows furrowed. “Should I take you to the hospital?”
Joshua fell silent. A checkup would show nothing because he was perfectly healthy. Still keeping up the act, he asked, “You can’t diagnose along with your body?”
Shermaine said methodically, “For brain or organ issues, proper medical tests are the most reliable way to find out what’s really wrong, so I can accurately diagnose and treat you.”
Joshua nodded, gradually calming his racing heartbeat under his own control. He let out a breath and murmured, “Seems I’m fine now.”
“I can tell.” His heartbeat was gradually stabilizing. Shermaine asked, “Still dizzy?”
Joshua gave a slight nod. “Yeah, a bit,” he said softly.
Shermaine finally relaxed. But still, she reminded him, “You should get a full check-up tomorrow, just to be safe.”
Joshua smiled gently, “Alright, I’ll do as you say.”
Seeing that he was still holding a glass of wine, Shermaine said gently, “Better stay away from this.” She wasn’t sure what was wrong with his health, so until they figured it out, it was best for him to avoid alcohol completely.
Joshua hummed in agreement and set down his wine glass. Still holding onto Shermaine’s hand, he murmured, “Why are your hands so cold?”