Richest Mogul

Joe thought that Skylar was pretending to fall into his arms. He was impatient until he heard her explanation. 

Her face was pale, and there was sweat on her forehead. She looked sick. 

my cold on to 

“I’m okay. Take me back to Galaxy Villa. I don’t want Grandma to worry. I don’t want to pass my her either,” Skylar said. 

Joe nodded. He took off his suit jacket and put it on Skylar’s shoulders. Then, he placed his arm over her shoulders as they walked out quickly. 

Jeffrey and Maisy were making their way out of the crowd. They were about to reach Joe when he walked away quickly with the woman. 

They wanted to go after him, but they were stopped by the staff. They were informed that Joe was going through a VIP pathway. 

Jeffrey and Maisy felt extremely embarrassed. 

They’d just been a step away! What bad luck! 

Before Skylar and Joe got in the car, Skylar heard him calling Gloria. He also asked Paul to drive her car back to Galaxy Villa. 

As for the diamond ring Joe had bought, it would be sent to Pearlhall Residence by the auction house. 

Skylar fell asleep in the car as she listened to Joe. 

Joe looked at Skylar, who was sleeping quietly in the corner. Her head was leaning against the car window. 

She was a head shorter than him, so she should be around five feet and seven inches tall. However, she looked small as she nestled in the corner of the car. 

She was crying silently. Joe wondered if she was too uncomfortable because of her sickness or if she’d thought of something. 

Her tears appeared tinted with the neon color of night lamps. They hung on her eyelashes, making her, look like a poor little child who’d been bullied and abandoned. 

It made him curious about what she’d been through. 

Was it because of Christopher? 

Had she agreed to marry him just to piss Christopher off? Joe’s heart sank for no reason at that thought. 

“Drive faster,” he said coldly to Lucas. 

After half an hour, they arrived at Galaxy Villa. The Martins‘ family doctor came by to do a simple examination on Skylar. 

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After confirming that it was just a common cold, he prescribed some medicine for her. 

After the doctor left, Joe pulled at his tie while he walked toward Skylar’s bed. He used a head 

thermometer to check her temperature. It was 102.2 degrees Fahrenheit. 

“Skylar, get up and take your medicine.” 

Skylar was feeling groggy, and she couldn’t hear clearly. She only heard the word “medicine“. All of a sudden, she didn’t know if she was in her previous life or if she was having a dream. 

When Christopher and Maisy had been together, they’d forced that torturous medicine down her throat. It had made her whole body burn, and she’d had no way to relieve herself from it. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

It had also traumatized her psychologically. All those memories overwhelmed her like a tide.. 

“No. I won’t take it.” 

Her voice was hoarse from her fever. She shut her eyes tightly, but tears appeared on her cold and pale 

face. 

She couldn’t stop crying. 

Was she so delicate? Joe pursed his thin lips. 

He was about to force Skylar to take the medicine when Gloria called him. 

“How’s Skye? Did you take care of her? You brat, Skye’s your darling wife now that she’s married you. Your need to behave and take good care of her when she’s sick!” 

Joe pursed her lips tightly after hearing Gloria’s reprimands. “She has a fever. I was just about to give her 

medicine.” 

“What? A fever? That’s serious! Then, why are you still here? Hang up and take care of Skye!* 

Joe hung up speechlessly and looked toward Skylar. 

She’d curled herself up. Her pretty face was red from the fever, but she was still crying. The sight was heart–wrenching.