Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

Mable knew Blair did not have sleeping problems and had never taken sleep aids.

Blair glanced at the medicine bottle in her hand. "I haven't been sleeping well these past two days, so I asked the doctor to prescribe me some sleeping pills."

The doctor, who had just bandaged his wound, nodded. "Mm, Master Blair hasn't been sleeping very well these past two days."

Mable nodded and sat on the edge of the bed after the doctor left.

"Give me your hand. I'll take your pulse."

Blair stared at her serious face and smiled faintly. "Mabes, I like it when you care about me."

"Can you be serious?"

Mable directly grabbed his left hand.

She could not be at ease until she took his pulse.

Blair stared at Mable's fingers on his wrist and frowned slightly.

His poisoning probably could not be detected by taking his pulse.

Mable took his pulse and found that his breathing was very disorganized and that he lost a lot of blood.

"Did the injury on your arm injust a large blood vessel?"

Otherwise, he could not have lost so much blood.

Blair nodded and looked gently at her. "Mm. It bled quite a bit, but it's fine now."

"Besides your arm, are you injured anywhere else?"

Mable was still worried.

"No."

Blair paused for a moment and spread his arms. "You can check if you don't believe me."

"No... No need."

Mable withdrew her hand and stood up. "Rest well."

Blair immediately grabbed her hand. "Are you leaving?"

Mable answered after a moment of hesitation. "I'm not leaving tonight."

Blair continued to hold her hand and said, "Mabes, stay with me tonight. I can't sleep without you."

Mable laughed in exasperation. "Ha, I didn't know I act like a sleep aid."Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Blair did not say anything and pulled her into his arms.

He took off his shoes and lifted the quilt to put it on her.

"Blair, what are you doing?!"

Mable struggled to get up from being pressed down by Blair.

"Mabes, you came back on your own this time. I didn't force you."

"Then what are you doing now?"

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"I don't want to. Get off me!"

Mable pushed his shoulder.

"Hiss!"

The wound on his right arm was affected. It hurt so much that out in a cold sweat.

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"You..." Mable was startled when she saw him in pain.

She did not use much force just now.

"You're acting quite like it!"

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His attractive voice was somewhat weak, melting Mable's heart.

Mable gritted her teeth. "Serves you right for not behaving when you're injured!"

"Mabes, why are you so cruel?”

"You-ah!"

A sharp pain came from her neck.

'How dare this scum bite me again!'

Mable glared at him furiously. "Blair, are you a dog?"

Blair rested his forehead against hers and grinned. "Don't women like loyal men?"

"I don't like it!!!"

"Then what kind of guy do you like?"

Before Mable could answer Blair, he continued, "A guy like Rory Hammond?"

Mable's back stiffened.