Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

'How does he know about Rory?

'Could Rory have known about our marriage and approached him?'

Mable was a little flustered.

Blair was holding her tightly, so he keenly noticed her body stiffen when he mentioned Rory.

It seemed that Rahman did not lie to him-the person Mable liked was Rory.

Blair looked up to stare at her with jealousy. "Mabes, is Rory that good?"

"Blair, you-"

Blair cut her off and asked in a low voice, "Mabes, try to like me, will you?

"I'm definitely not worse than him. We can try to be together for a while, and maybe you'll realize that you're happier with me."

Mable stared at him dumbfoundedly. After knowing him for such a long time, this was the first time he humbled himself when talking to her.

He was almost pleading with her.

For a moment, Mable's eyes were teary.

She looked away and said, "Blair, this isn't like you."

'Why is he being so affectionate when he doesn't like me?

'Who is he showing it to?!'

"Hm?"

Blair pinched her chin and forced her to look at him. "Why do you say that? You didn't expect me to say that?"

"Yeah."

Mable chuckled. Her eyes were cold. "During the two years when I lost my memory, I dreamed you'd look at me a few more times. If you had said those words to me at that time, I would've thrown myself at you regardless."

Blair tightened his arms around her. "Why not now?"

Mable shook her head. "I remembered that you're not the person I love!"

'I'm not the person you love...'

The words hurt Blair so much that he could not breathe.

It was even more painful than when his pain was amplified by Vortex.

Blair gazed at Mable and asked, "Since you don't love me, why did you rush here over at night?"

Mable was speechless.

'I wouldn't have come had I known there's nothing seriously wrong with you.'

"You helped me find the real Ice Jade Flower, so I thought I should thank you in person."

Blair's eyes darkened. "That's not enough."

"Then what do you want?"

Blair did not say anything and buried his head in her neck again.

"Blair..." Mable pushed him but failed.

"My wound hurts. Can you just stay still and let me hug you? Take it as you thanking me."

Mable rolled her eyes and just assumed that Blair was fooling her.

That said, she did not say anything because he stopped messing around.

Blair was the patient at the moment, so she would let him be for now.

That was how Mable convinced herself.

Time passed bit by bit. Mable had not been resting well lately. Coupled with being held by Blair, who was breathing evenly, she quickly

became sleepy.

In the latter half of the night, Mable woke up from the heat.

She opened her eyes to find Blair's face right in front of her.

He was still hugging her, but his body temperature was unusually hot.

Mable immediately noticed that something was off. She lifted her hand to touch his forehead. "Blair, you have a fever!"

Blair was not in a deep sleep, and his

mind

in a slight blur. He

Mable's hand and said, "I'm

Mable quickly got up to measure his body temperature. He had a slight fever.

After giving him fever-reducing medicine,

she took his pulse againet

and found that his pulse wet

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weak.

bad.

"Blair, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?" Mable asked nervously.

Blair opened his eyes to look at her. His eyes were slightly red. "Don't worry. I'm fine."

"I'll treat you with acupuncture. Your temperature will drop faster."

Mable had brought her medical kit with her.

She took out her acupuncture needles and put one on the Quchi acupoint on Blair's arm.

However, when she removed the needle, the eye of the needle suddenly bled more than it should.