Female Novel
Chapter 836
Chapter 836
“lan, you should quit while you’re ahead, mate. You’re going to get wasted if you keep drinking”
Tyler tried to coax him, and he turned to look at Fitch and the silent Phelps.
“You two should chime in too, don’t leave me hanging here.”
Fitch was busy picking a song, his tone indifferent. Tve never had my heart broken, so I don’t get whathe’s feeling. Let him have a few more, he’ll be fine once he’s hammered.”
Out of the four of them, none had fallen in love.
As for Phelps, he didn’t have time for it.
Tyler was the kind of guy who went after pretty girls with a good vibe, it didn’t matter if she’s into it ornot, it’s just mutual use and abuse.
And lan, who seemed the most aloof, could actually give his whole heart to a relationship.
So Tyler didn’t bother anymore and watched lan knock back two shots of vodka.
After they finished drinking, he took on the duty of getting lan home.
“I want to go to Rosewood Manor.”
lan said, leaning back in his chair and staring blankly into space.
“That’s where I lived with her.”
Tyler knew where Rosewood Manor was, so he drove there without hesitation.
By the time they got there, it was 1 a.m.
He rang the bell at the gate and sent a text to Maja.
[Maja, lan’s hammered, and he really wants to see you. He’s at the gate of Rosewood Manor. I’mleaving him here, you deal with it]
After sending the text, Tyler really did leave lan at the gate and drove off.
lan was feaning against the wall, and Maria, who got the text, came out quickly
lan was totally smashed, but he still remembered how to get into the house.
The bodyguards didn’t dare neglect him and helped him into the house.
Maria went upstairs to knock on Maja’s door.
Maja had just fallen asleep, her voice a bit lazy. “What is it?”
“Ms. Pennyfeather, Mr. Raymond is here. He’s drunk.”
Maja thought she heard wrong. She checked her phone, saw Tyler’s message, furrowed her brows,and told Maria. “Kick him out.” Maria was in a tough spot.
Downstairs, lan was lying on the couch, his eyes red from alcohol, and feeling sick to his stomach.
Maja came downstairs in her pajamas, saw him, and signaled the bodyguards.
“Take him to Greenfield Gardens. Someone will take care of him there.”
The bodyguards immediately went to help lan, but he was suddenly alert and said, “Back off.”
His status here was clear, and nobody dared to approach him,
Maja took a deep breath and walked up to him.
“Mr. Raymond, what the hell are you trying to do?”
lan looked up at her, his eyes glazed over as if he were hallucinating
Then be reached out and pulled Maja into a hug
“Don’t kick me out
Maja tried to push him away but couldn’t
Then she realized lan was burning up.
She put her hand on his forehead and immediately told Mana to get some fever medicine
Get a doctor here too He’s got a fever
lan held her waist, noticed the wasn’t resisting anymore, and closed his eyes
He was wasted, his hands just holding onto her, his check against her stomach, refusing to let go
“Tan, where does it hurt?”
Maja asked him, and he replied in a low voice. “My back My back hurts”
Maja helped him take off his jacket and unbutton his shut
She found blood on his shurt, and his back was inflamed
Is this from when Grandpa Holden beat you? When did this happen?
His wounds weren’t treated properly and were now starting to swell
No wonder he said his back hurt
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Mana, who brought the fever medicine, saw this and gasped, “Mr. Raymond, what happened to you?”
Maja’s face turned serious. If his wounds got infected, it would be trouble.
She took the fever medicine and tried to pop it into lan’s mouth, but he turned his head away, pressinghis forehead against her stomach. Even with all her strength, Maja couldn’t push him away, and she felta bit defeated.novelbin
“You need to take the medicine first.”
lan could only see a blurry figure in front of him, but he couldn’t make out who it was. He just felt afamiliar presence that made him feel safe. “Maja?”
“I’m here”
Maja put the medicine in his mouth again, but he spat it out.
“Just let me die of fever”
After saying that, he collapsed on the couch, his forehead covered in sweat.