Chapter 232

Corinne answered indifferently, "Nothing." A dim, complicated light appeared in Jeremy's eyes. Both of them made eye contact, and the ambiance grew awkward. Suddenly, Jeremy frowned and looked to the side to cough, which raised Corinne's concern. "Mister, are you sick?" Jeremy looked gloomy when he waved dismissively and said coldly, "I'm fine." Corinne pressed her finger at Jeremy's wrist to feel his pulse. She furrowed her eyebrows. The cave they were in was wet, cold, and humid. Being a gentleman, Jeremy gave his jacket to her before they fell asleep in the cave. It only made sense that Jeremy caught a cold. "Mister, you got a cold. Cover yourself with more blankets to sweat it out when you sleep tonight, and you'll be fine tomorrow." "You can tell just by feeling my pulse?" Jeremy looked at Corinne curiously. He recalled Corinne was certain he was poisoned after he mistakenly consumed the food Sherlyn cooked the last time just by feeling his pulse. Corinne nodded. "A litt