Zephyr soon realized he was more interested in the woman than he initially expected. She was so
adorable. He would feed her wine a few days in a row and allowed himself to indulge in her body.
After that, the housekeepers came to clean the bedroom, which was a mess. He lowered his pride and
picked Johanna up before bringing her to the bathroom.
Zephyr pinned her in the bathtub and was about to kiss her when he realized her lips were burning. In
fact, her entire body was burning up. Her temperature was higher than a human's normal temperature.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her breathing was weak. She was running a high fever.
“A stray that falls ill, huh?” Zephyr sighed. He wasn't interested in getting intimate with a sick woman,
so he brought her outside and summoned the doctor.
Johanna survived solely on wine and endured Zephyr's continuous torture for the past few days. As a
result, she was drained and fell ill. Her temperature refused to go down as she remained unconscious.
She kept muttering Timothy's name, her voice hoarse and weak.
Zephyr was seated in an intricately carved wooden chair, holding a cigar between his fingers. His
purple irises were glowing as he stared at the blond doctor standing in front of him.
“I went through a lot of effort to bring Kitty back.” His voice was as gentle as usual. “If she dies from the
fever, I'll make your children suffer the same fate as her and bury them underneath St. Calisto Church
together with her. Doctor, do you think she'll die?”
“She most definitely won't die!” the doctor promised vehemently as cold sweat beaded on his brows.
The doctor's survival instincts kicked in, and he did all he could to save Johanna. Despite being an
atheist, he couldn't help but pray that she could survive the ordeal.
Fortunately, Johanna had a strong will to live. Her fever subsided miraculously on the fourth day.
The doctor could finally heave a sigh of relief. He prescribed some oral medicine and told Zephyr when
to feed Johanna the medicine.
Knowing that Johanna had to take her medicine today, Zephyr got the housekeeper to bring a glass of
warm water. He put two pills into his mouth and helped Johanna up, feeding her the pills orally.
After making sure she had swallowed the pills subconsciously, he pulled away from her.
The doctor stared down at his leather shoes and dared not look around.
Zephyr brushed a finger across Johanna's porcelain skin and made sure she was fine before ordering,
“Pay Dr. Dory for his service and send him out.”
“Thank you, Mr. Osborn.” The doctor didn't want to stay here any longer and grabbed his medical kit to
leave with the housekeeper.
Downstairs, the housekeeper gave the doctor a stack of Epean currency.
The doctor glanced at it and realized each bill cost five hundred, and he received a total of five hundred
thousand. She was only running a fever, but I was paid this much for treating her. The mafia family is
ridiculously rich.
In the bedroom, Zephyr was gazing at Johanna when the phone on the bedside table rang.
He picked it up and answered the call.
“Mr. Zephyr, we discovered a string of numbers in the diamond,” the person on the other end of the line
reported. “We have yet to analyze whether it means a sentence or points to a location.”
Zephyr's eyes narrowed a fraction. “What a sly, old fox. I've gotten careless.”
He quickly hung up and strode out of the bedroom.
The sun had set by the time Johanna woke up. She knew she wasn't dreaming when the ancient bed
curtains above her appeared in her line of sight.
Where am I?
Johanna forced herself to sit up in bed as her head throbbed. Soon, her entire being trembled when
she detected an uncomfortable sensation on her body.
Stumbling around the bedroom, she found the bathroom and ran into it.
The vast bathroom was luxuriously decorated, just like the bedroom. Besides the shower and bathtub,
there was also a big mirror on the wall. Johanna stopped before the mirror and removed her clothes to
see countless hickeys all over her body.
She felt utterly disgusted at the sight.
The memories from the past few days flooded her brain, and she felt like her head was about to burst.
She was on the verge of breaking down.
Running to the basin, she parted her lips and puked her guts out.
She was hooked to an IV drip because she couldn't eat any solids due to her fever. Thus, all she
vomited was her stomach acid. She dug her throat and vomited again.
In the end, her eyes were red and watery from heaving. However, she was still overwhelmed by
despair.
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