Chapter 36


    He nodded and answered, "Yes, but medicine is still a drug nheless. It''s more or less harmful."


    "It''s okay. Please send it to meter."


    I left the washroom and returned to the private room. Austin had picked a few songs on therge


    screen to sing along. When he saw me returning, he narrowed his eyes at me and mocked, "What


    happened? Can''t you even handle one ss?"


    I ignored him and nced at the table. Apart from the one that I had drunk, all the other sses


    remained unmoved on the table as before.


    Hendrix and Andrea sat close next to each other. She said something to him and he nodded slightly.


    When his gazended on me, his eyes darkened and he looked away indifferently.


    My heart sank. I walked to the table and said to Austin, "I hope you won''t go back on your words, Mr.


    Shelley."


    After saying that, I downed a ss full of alcohol. I forcibly suppressed the strong sense of nausea and


    downed another few sses. I was never good at handling alcohol in the first ce. When I reached


    my third ss, my lower abdomen ached faintly.


    Josiah could see that something was wrong. He gripped my hand that was holding a ss and turned


    to Hendrix, saying, "She is still your wife, Hendrix. You know how weak she is right now. It''ll be toote


    for you to regret if something goes wrong."


    "Let go of me!" I was already starting to feel a little dizzy. At that moment, my heart was overflowing


    with anger and injustice. I pushed Josiah away and reached out to grab another ss.


    All of a sudden, my action was halted by a powerful force, then I was pulled into a familiar embrace.


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    Austin looked at Hendrix in confusion, "Hendrix?"


    "She''s my wife, I''ll drink the rest." After that, Hendrix finished off the rest of the sses. Andrea


    watched as he did so, and her eyes reddened at once.


    I felt sick and gagged over and over again. I couldn''t escape Hendrix''s hold on me, thus I held it back


    forcefully.


    No one knew how much Hendrix had drunk. Andrea stood up suddenly, looked at Austin and


    demanded, "Send me home!"


    She sounded like she was irritated and aggrieved.


    Austin stared at Hendrix with aplicated expression and opened his mouth. For a while, he didn''t


    know what to say. Eventually, he left with Andrea.


    Josiah was the only one left. He snatched the ss from Hendrix''s hand and ordered, "If you don''t


    want anything bad to happen to her, take her home quickly!"


    He was referring to me.


    Hendrix''s brows furrowed, and then he carried me out of the nightclub. I was slightly light-headed. I


    didn''t know how Josiah had left. When Hendrix ced me in the car, I felt immense pain in my lower


    abdomen.


    My whole body curled up, holding my lower abdomen. Seeing this, Hendrix frowned again and ced


    his palm on my lower abdomen. He asked, "Is it very painful?"


    I nodded, beads of sweat precipitated on my forehead.


    He started the car and said, "Endure it for a while, we''re going to the hospital!"


    I was so shocked that I broke out in a cold sweat. I grabbed him hastily, peered into his dark eyes, and


    shook my head. "Send me back to the vi and let Doctor Saunders treat me. He has the medicine."


    Hendrix frowned deeper and seemed somewhat displeased.


    In fear that he might suspect something, I quickly rified, "He was the one who helped me recuperate


    after the operation. He knows what to do!"


    After a pause, Hendrix finally revved up the engine and drove off in the direction of the vi.


    It was only then that I let out a sigh of relief.


    Hendrix''s driving skills were great and he was speeding. It didn''t take long for us to reach the vi.


    Josiah was going to go back to get the medicine anyway, so he arrived in no time as well.


    Hendrix carried me to my bedroom and Josiah fed me some medicine. Then, the pain in my lower


    abdomen gradually eased.


    After a long day, I felt dizzy and somnolent. I drifted off to sleep in a daze.


    In my sleep, I heard Hendrix calling my name, but I was too drowsy to open my eyes. I was vaguely


    aware that he was changing me out of my clothes and carried me to the bathroom to help me bathe.


    Subconsciously, I wanted to refuse, but I couldn''t wake up no matter how hard I tried.