Love Is a Sweet Addiction

When Terence woke up the next day, he found himself lying on the big bed in the master bedroom.

He was very clear about why he slept in the master bedroom last night. He realized that he might be ill. He was afraid that his appearance would scare and hurt Esther.

But later on, he got ill and even bit Esther.

He remembered that Esther smashed his door without listening to the order, and forced him to eat the tranquilizer. She fed him with her mouth. She was reckless. Did she think she could help him by doing this?

Although she had really helped him.

There were not many memories left in his mind last night, but he remembered that he had bitten her and seemed to have kissed her. What happened later? He could not remember anything.

Sitting up from the bed, Terence adjusted himself slightly to the discomfort in his body before getting off the bed.

Ross was right. Every time Terence fell ill, his body would be very weak. He was so weak that even walking was a hardship.

Terence should be lying on the bed and resting, but he did not. Instead, he walked towards the door of the bedroom.

He was looking for Esther out of instinct.

Because he didn’t know if he had done anything to her or if he had bitten her again and pinched her to hurt her. After all, Ross had once said that Terence was no different from a madman who had lost his mind when he was ill. He wanted to attack anyone he saw.

Walking out of the living room, Terence saw Esther, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa at a glance.

At this time, she looked a little embarrassed. Her clothes and hair were a little disheveled, and her white face looked a little haggard. It was obvious that she had not rested well last night.

And her left palm hanging below the sofa was wrapped in white gauze.

Because Esther had wrapped it with one hand, the gauze was very messy and unprofessional. There was even blood seeping out from a corner of the gauze. It looked painful.

Terence stood in front of her for a moment. He bent over, intending to carry her back to the bedroom from the sofa. When his hands touched her body, he realized that he had no ability to pick her up from the sofa.

A faint sense of defeat crossed his heart, and he had to stand up again.

Probably because she was not used to being watched like this, Esther suddenly woke up quietly. When she raised her left hand unconsciously, she let out a “hiss” sound. Because the wound was pulled.

“Be careful.” Terence leaned over. His large palm held her left hand which was wrapped in gauze.

Esther, who had not recovered from her sleep, instinctively opened her eyes after hearing his voice.

She saw Terence’s handsome face that was paler than any other time, as well as his sleeping robe that was stained with a few traces of blood. He hadn’t had the time to change it.

Esther sat up from the sofa and looked at him. She asked anxiously, “Terence, are you alright?”

“I’m fine.” Terence replied and his gaze landed on her left wrist, “How badly is your hand injured?”

Terence was still sizing her up. He didn’t seem to be fine at all. Ross had also said that his body would be very weak when he was ill. He would need a blood transfusion and fluid infusion to recover his vitality.

“I’m asking you a question. How is the injury on your hand?” Terence’s voice sounded again.

“It’s alright. It’s just a little bit of skin.”

“Let me see.”

“No, no need. I’ve already applied medicine and bandaged it.” She unconsciously withdrew her left hand and placed it behind her back.

“Is this considered as having wrapped up?” Terence pulled out the left hand she carried behind her back and looked at the gauze on it. Terence looked at the way she wrapped the gauze and knew that she was badly hurt.

“I tied them up casually. They were a little ugly, so they looked very serious. In fact, they were really fine.” Esther protested weakly.

Terence ignored her. After taking out the medicine box from under the table, he held her palm with one hand and carefully untied the messy gauze on it with the other.

When he saw the bloody wound on her palm, he frowned and said seriously, “The wound is too deep. We need to get the doctor to treat it.”

“It’s not that serious, is it?”

“If you don’t want to become disabled, then obediently go to the hospital and let the doctor handle it.” Terence did not seem to be joking at all.

“What about you?” Esther suddenly stared at him and asked.

From the beginning, he only cared about looking at her wounds, but he did not see how haggard he looked.

“What happened to me?”

“I heard from Ross that you need a blood transfusion and fluid infusion when you are ill. Otherwise, your body will easily collapse.”

“It’s not as serious as he says,” Terence said indifferently.

“No matter what, it’s better to be careful.” Esther said seriously, “Let’s go to the hospital together.”Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Terence looked at her and suddenly smiled mockingly, “What? Do you want to donate blood to me?”

“Isn’t that what I should do?”

“Why do you think so?” Terence raised an eyebrow and the ridicule on his lips didn’t diminish. “Esther, you don’t seem to be a passive woman, are you?”

“Since I married you, I’m yours, let alone just a little bit of blood?” Esther said.

Actually, she knew the reason why Terence married her.

However, she felt that it was better for her to not mention such a sensitive topic at this time. After all, he was still sick now, and she needed to persuade him to go to the hospital for treatment.

Terence did not expect that she would say such words. He felt surprised. Then he stared at her and spat out, “You’re mine. I don’t need your blood.”

“But…”

“There’s nothing to say.” Terence sized her up from top to bottom, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, “You’re my wife. You should look at yourself in the mirror and see how thin you are. Can you donate blood?”

“I’m not thin.” Esther lowered her head to look at herself. It was clearly a standard figure.

‘Besides, being thin shouldn’t have much to do with how much blood was. It would be fine to just make up for it after being drawn blood. What’s the big deal?’

Terence ignored her. Instead, he picked up his phone and began to call Miss Young. He asked her to send breakfast over and accompany Esther to the hospital to treat her wounds.

Upon hearing his words, Esther immediately became anxious, “Terence, can you not be so stubborn?”

Terence put down the phone and said, “Hurry up and clean yourself up. Miss Young will be here soon.”

“If you don’t go, then I won’t go either!”