Chapter 204 Self-Neglect

Benson intentionally put on a fragile demeanor, his tone mournful, and his voice tinged with traces of lamentation. However, his eyes revealed a hint of cunning and teasing, as if waiting for her reaction. Yvonne frowned and said coldly, "You don't look like a man now!" These words were like a thorn, causing Benson to sit up immediately, a confident smile playing at the corner of his mouth. "You know best whether I am a man or not." His voice was provocative and confident, his gaze firm and burning. He reached out and hugged her waist, pressing his face against her chest. "Don't go crazy, get off." Yvonne tried to break free, but he held on tighter, as if she were his only salvation. "I'm really uncomfortable." Benson's voice was tinged with a trace of helplessness and pain. Yvonne felt his forehead burning; he indeed had a fever. She sighed and softened her voice. "Then continue to sleep. I'll go buy some medicine and bring lunch in." Her tone was cold, but it revealed conce