CHAPTER 1170 I MUST BE INSANE TO BE WORRYING ABOUT YOU
Plop! Skyler's clothes got wet as water splashed all over the place.
He then held the woman's waist and gently patted her cheek with one hand. "Shir—"
"Hmm?"
The woman in his arms made a sound that forced air out of her nostrils. Her long, lush lashes fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes and vaguely recognized Skyler's face. She couldn't help but become irritated. "This is so annoying. I have to be bothered by you even in my dreams."
Hearing that left Skyler speechless.
What the heck? Does she truly despise me?
Skyler, who had always been popular with women, felt strangely hurt and wanted to let go of her and throw her back into the cold bathtub. However, he noticed that her skin was gradually becoming warmer, so he reached out and touched Shirley's forehead, realizing that she was feverish.
While she was soaking in the chilly water just now, her skin felt cool to the touch, but as soon as she got out, it quickly warmed up.
"I truly have no idea how to deal with you."
After that, Skyler carried Shirley back to her room and searched the apartment for some fever-reducing medication. He poured her a glass of water and sat beside her bed, giving her the medicine.
However, she didn't open her mouth at all and kept her eyes closed, leaving Skyler unsure of what to do.
Having no choice but to do so, he reached out and squeezed Shirley's cheeks, forcing her to open her mouth so he could administer the medicine.
He then gently assisted her in bringing her fever down.
Skyler filled a basin with water, soaked a towel in it, wrung it out, and lifted the blanket to wipe her body. But when he saw her flawless fair skin, he felt a tightness in his throat.
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He frowned and tossed the towel into the washbasin before turning and fleeing the room.
Bang!
He shut the bedroom door and stood at the bathroom door for a few moments. His hand clenched slightly by his side as he tried to shake off his inappropriate thoughts.
Skyler picked up his coat with the intention to leave the apartment. But when he thought about Shirley still having a high fever, he knew he had to stay with her.
Upon entering the room again, Shirley was still sleeping and he patiently wrung out the towel once more to clean her body.
"Ah! What are you doing?"
"Oh, sh*t!"
A scream erupted out of nowhere, and before Skyler could respond, he was kicked and knocked to the floor. Unfortunately, he tumbled and sat in the basin, splashing water all over the floor.
This was unquestionably the worst humiliation of his life.
Shirley, who had awakened, wrapped herself in a blanket tightly and gazed in terror at Skyler. "Y-you bastard! Get out!"
She had taken the medication to reduce her fever, and when she awoke, she noticed Skyler lifting the blanket and putting his hands on her body.
She deeply feared Skyler as a result of what had occurred in the Brennan Manor, and in her fear, she kicked him.
At this moment, Shirley saw the towel in Skyler's hand and the basin under him. When she saw those items, she seemed to realize something.
"Are you crazy? Did you just kick me?"
Skyler looked down at his dripping-wet pants, embarrassed and enraged. His face became pale, and he clenched his hand tightly, his knuckles cracking.
"I…"
Shirley trembled with fear and dared not look directly into Skyler's eyes. "I don't want to see you."
"This is ridiculous. I must be insane to be worrying about you!"
Skyler was incensed because she had never experienced such humiliation. He hurled the towel to the floor in a rage, turned around, and slammed the door.
With a loud bang, the door was shut so firmly that it rattled the windows glass.
Shirley became even more terrified, trembling all over and finding it difficult to breathe. She cast a quick glance at the towel and basin on the ground, sensing that she had misunderstood Skyler.