Chapter 1290

Helen quickly massaged Ryan's two acupressure points that could help alleviate palpitation. Only then did his painful expression ease a little, but his breathing was still heavy. "You don't have to force yourself. You can't earn all the money. Can't you care a little more about your health?" Helen couldn't help but speak up. Ryan looked at her weakly with half-closed eyes and had no strength to explain. He had not slept well for an entire week. His daily schedule was packed, and he had to work constantly. Even during transit in the car, he had to run the scripts and had no personal time at all. Of course, he knew the importance of taking care of his health. But he had signed the contract, and his body was no longer his. If he breached the contract, the compensation sum would cause him to be unable to get back on his feet ever again. "Don't mind him," Octavia, crossing her arms over her chest, said coldly. "He likes to use this tactic to gain sympathy. This is not the first tim