CHAPTER 103: GAINING STRENGTH

Drakon was finally getting himself back after weeks of stress, sickness, accidents, and extreme fatigue. He had been told to get bed rest for as long as possible to recuperate and regain his lost energy. "I'm perfectly fine; nothing's wrong with me!" Shirley protested when Drakon insisted on monitoring her closely. He had also ordered that her room be heavily guarded and that servers supervise her. "No, you're not," Drakon replied firmly. "I know you like the idea of being a strong woman, but please, this is about your health, not a competition. The doctor said we were close to losing you; I don't know what I would have done if anything had happened to you." He sniffed, trying to suppress his tears. Shirley held his hands and squeezed them tightly. "I'm going to make everything right. No one will have the chance to hurt you ever again; I'm making that promise to you." Drakon picked up her hands and kissed them. He got up, rushed to the bedside table, opened the food containers he ha