Chapter 1 Sick

• "Arya, I'm sick."
• "Congratulations, Dr. Jack."
• "Come over and cook for me."
• "Goodbye, Dr. Jack."
• Arya hung up the phone quickly and was pleased with her calmness and confidence.
• This damn Tennessee whiskey-named man must not allow thinking that she will come when he beckons and leave when he waves her away.
• Arya put her phone into her bag.
• In her heart, she wished she could also throw the subtle feelings and relationship between her and Dr. Jack Daniel far, far away.
• The phone started to ring again and the
• caller ID showed Jack Daniel's name. Arya held the phone and looked at it again.
• She hesitated but on the second ring, she could not help but picked up the call.
• "Arya Du Vin! come over immediately and cook for me otherwise, you will have to collect my corpse. Of course, you will have a second choice. That is, if unfortunately, I recover from my illness, you just wait for me to collect your corpse."
• Damn!
• With such a strong boisterous voice, it does not seem like he is going to die!
• This scourge who can live through a millennium will definitely be able to live long enough to collect her corpse.
• Arya was actually a little scared.
• As to what she was scared of, she herself also was not clear.
• Although he would not be able to change her into a corpse and also would not use violence on her but every time when he threatened her, she would still feel a little scared.
• Arya sighed.......she is really the one who is sick!
• Of course, that guy Jack Daniel is not normal either!
• En.......that must be it!
• She is afraid of him because he is neurotic.
• Arya, carrying her groceries, frowned and pressed the doorbell of Jack's house.
• After waiting for a long, long time, so long that she thought she really had to collect Jack's corpse this time, the door opened.
• Jack came to answer the door without wearing a shirt and wore only a pair of boxer briefs.
• Arya could not stop herself from looking at his seemingly strong muscled body.
• His face was flushed, looking pale and haggard, he was indeed really sick.
• "How come you have such a high fever?" Arya strode into the house and stretched out her hand to lay it on his forehead.
• Zack took the opportunity to lean over and hugged her waist, pressing his body weight on her while he breathlessly said. "You thought I was lying to you?"
• "Just now, while on the phone, you were obviously alright."
• "I used all my strength to speak on the phone. You'd better thank the Lord."
• This rascal is really not worthy of sympathy.
• Arya pushed him off and put down the groceries on the table.
• Then she pulled him with force towards the bedroom.
• "You have such a high fever and you are not even dressed properly."
• "Why should I dress properly to sleep? If it was not because I had to open the door for you, I won't even wear my briefs."
• Is he insinuating something indecent?
• Absolutely!
• Arya blushed and pushed him roughly onto the bed and covered him with the quilt.
• Why doesn't he suffocate under the quilt and die?
• "You're having exhilarating thoughts all because of me, is that right?" Jack still had the strength to tease.
• "But I still have to say all these unpleasant things upfront. Don't harbor any thoughts toward me. Although today I may have a sexy languid appearance which leads people into wishful thinking, my physical strength and spirits are really not in tiptop condition."
• Arya nearly could not breathe.
• She quickly withdrew her hands and took two steps backward.
• She really wanted to throw a pillow over this wretched man's head and smolder him.
• "You don't have to feel disappointed." Jack waved his hand.
• "Quick, go and cook. I'll take my medicine and after a good sleep and a good meal, maybe I'll be able to use it.'
• Able to use it?
• Arya turned around and hurriedly rushed to the kitchen.
• She knew.........she knew it was a mistake to come here.
• Then why is she still washing rice and cooking porridge for him?
• By right, he should be left to die.
• Even if he doesn't die from sickness, he would at least die of starvation and if he doesn't die of starvation, he would have at least died from anger.
• The result?
• Now the reality is that she is being choked to death!
• This is an ill-fated relationship!
• Arya picked up a stalk of green onion and diced it up madly on the chopping board.
• How did she get involved with this wicked man?
• She had understood and realized the situation and had stayed far away from him.
• Every time when she had made a firm decision about staying away, why did she always turn around in circles and end up getting entangled with him in confusion?
• And it is getting very confusing!