Chapter 9 Return the Ring to Me

In the early morning, a person sneaked into her blanket. She was shocked, but fully cautious. The man was opening her night dress rudely. Familiar smell calmed her down, so that she let him do whatever he wanted. Clinton went into her body easily as he was so familiar with her body, but the hot temperature inside made him frowned slightly. "Do you have fever?" Sandra shook her head. She had no idea. She couldn't feel a thing about her own body, neither hot nor cold, except that she wasn't herself at all, till she passed out. Otherwise, she couldn't feel a thing about her body. Sometimes, she even felt that her body was like a delicate-designed machine. Clinton got out unpleasantly, wrapping the night gown around his body to look for the thermometer and medicine. After measuring the temperature, he was a bit angry. "40.3C? Are you a fool? Couldn't you feel it?" Sandra dared not to respond, but put the blanket around herself. Watching him to fetch medicine for her back and f