Uncle's Love: My Sweet Little Wife

Chapter 43 A 30-Year-Old Man Needs a Sexual Life

Will was called to go to the emergency room by James, as soon as he went to work.

He was busy all the morning and he even spared no time to drink some water. However, he was

unkindly treated by James. So he felt very aggrieved.

"She's only suffering from a cold. It takes two hours for the medicine to take effect. Why are you in such

a hurry?"

Kara hadn't woken up yet. James was so anxious that he spoke impolitely to Will.

"Why did she catch a cold?"

Will sneered, "More concerns lead to more troubles. It's no wonder that you ask such a silly question. I

won't argue with you."

"Cut the cackle and get to the point!"

"Damn it! James, how would I know how she caught the cold?"

"..."

James' handsome face was covered with terrifying coldness. With his thin lips pursed, he stared at Will

gloomily and seriously.

It seemed that if Will didn't say anything useful, he would immediately kill Will!

Will couldn't stand his cold face. It was as if he had the air conditioner on in winter.

"Kara may have been caught by a cold wind last night, or she may have exercised too much and had a

fever. Overthinking or fright can also lower her resistance."

"I once warned you that Kara was fed too many harmful things and her body was seriously damaged. If

you hadn't saved her last time, she wouldn't have lived out another three months."

"She can't recover overnight. She should be kept warm all the time, and at the same time exercise and

nourishments are also important for her. This is an enormous project and requires much patience. If

you can't do that, leave her alone."

Thinking too much?

Was it because of the pressure of the college entrance exam?

James frowned and told Will to scram. Then he turned around and went back to the ward.

"...."

Will gritted his teeth. If it weren't for the fact that they grew up together, he would have used a scalpel

to cut his throat!

Returning to the ward and seeing that Kara was still asleep, James thought of Will's words.

Was it because that his harsh words frightened her again last night?

Hearing the ring of his phone, he turned around and stood by the window.

"Mr. James, where are you now?" Nolan anxiously asked.

James glanced at his phone, only to find that the morning meeting was over.

"I'm in the hospital. Cancel all the arrangements for today!"

After giving the order, he hung up the phone.

Facing a group of higher-ups, Nolan roared in his heart.

What the hell was Uncle James doing? How could he act on caprice!?

James hung up and turned around to meet the girl's gaze. He walked to the bed and touched her

forehead to test the temperature.

Will said that as long as the fever was gone, she could be saved.

"Are you feeling better?"

Staring at him without blinking, Kara thought she was dreaming. She reached out to touch his

handsome face, but he held her small hands.

Her fingers were slender and soft, but they were too cold.

"So, you don't recognize me after a night's sleep?"

His voice was low and mellow, and his countenance was gentle.

"Uncle James, I disappoint you. I'm sick again." Kara cried out in self-blame.

She didn't sleep last night. She felt uncomfortable in the morning, but she didn't care about it. She was

light-headed when she did morning exercise.

When she returned to her room, her vision became blurry. When she saw the bed, she fell down.

She suddenly realized that she was really incompetent and couldn't even take good care of herself. It

was understandable that Uncle James didn't like her.

James frowned and helped her to weep away the tears. However, the more tears he wept away, the

more tears there were. He felt irritated and pinched her face.

"Go and have a good rest if you're out of shape. You're crying so ugly. Don't cry now!"

"I, I won't cry anymore."

Kara listened to him, trying to hold back her tears.

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James realized that his words were too harsh, but didn't know how to do with the little girl. He lowered

his head and kissed her eyes, licking her tears gently.

"Uncle James!"

With his warm lips kissing her eyes, Kara widened her big eyes and called him softly and timidly.

Her low whisper brought James' consciousness back. He was shocked by his own actions and stared

at her blankly.

She had been crying all this time, and her red eyes tugged at his heartstrings. He couldn't help but do

such a thing out of control!

"Good girl, it's such a pity to fill your beautiful eyes with tears."

Suppressing his emotions, he gave her another kiss on the forehead.

"Take good care of yourself. I'll ask Libby to serve some dishes."

He told her to lie down and then left the ward.

He closed the door and stood by the window of the corridor. He felt a mixture of feelings while his heart

beating without rhythm.

Sometimes, he couldn't help but want to rub her little head and tease her to pinch her little face. That

was because they got along well.

But he didn't have any blood relationship with her, thus how could he do such intimate thing?

It must be the woman who was asked to serve him by Rory last night that affected his mood!

Although he didn't touch women, he was almost thirty years old. It was true that men couldn't change

their inferiority which sometimes they were controlled by their desire.

At his age, without a woman, he would indeed do something that his rationality could not control!

It seemed that he still needed to find a woman to relieve the pressure on his body.

Suddenly, he had a headache.

Ever since then, he had instinctively rejected women. So he hadn't had any women over past few

years.

Everyone was saying that he liked men.

Actually, he had also thought that if he couldn't find a woman he loved, it wouldn't be impossible for him

to spend money to keep a man by his side, even if he didn't want to end up alone.

For those people who had no affection, was it important that the one accompanied them was whether a

man or a woman?

James found countless excuses to comfort himself.

Inside the ward, Kara touched her own eyes as if the warmth was still there.

She remembered that every time she was sick, her father would occasionally kiss her forehead or her

eyes to comfort her. So she did not feel that James' actions were too strange.

Instead, she was happy.

Was this intimate gesture indicated that Uncle James was not angry anymore?

Or was it because that Uncle James felt a pity for her and wasn't angry with her because of her illness?

Immediately, she felt extremely conflicted.

It was already two days after they returned to the villa.

James asked Will to prescribe a lot of Chinese herbs for Kara. When she smelled those herbs, Kara

frowned but didn't dare to say anything.

When she was a child, she took too much medicine until she vomited. That bitter taste was her

childhood nightmare!

Half an hour before dinner, Libby brought out a bowl of medicine soup for Kara and asked her to drink

immediately.

Before she got close to the bowl of medicine soup, Kara could smell the bitter aura in the air and shook

her head.

Libby tried her best to persuade her, but Kara kept retreating, which made Libby feel like she had

become the evil stepmother in a fairy tale Snow White and forced the princess to drink the poison.

However, Uncle James had instructed that Miss Kara should drink this tonic once a day.

"Miss Kara, close your eyes and finish it with one gulp."

It was not like that she was going to the guillotine, so she didn't feel anything with a single stab.

Kara grabbed the railing tightly, shook her head like a rattle drum, and clenched her lips into a few teeth

marks.

"What's the matter?"

When he returned to the villa, James saw Libby holding the bowl and the little girl holding the railing.

His expression was indifferent, but his tone of inquiry was somewhat serious.