Emma Aiden recalled his appearance when he had a fever, her eyes reddening a bit, and spoke with a choked voice.
Halfway through the sentence, she couldn't continue.
She pushed open the car door and began to walk out.
"Emma!" Harrison Yale furrowed his brow, not expecting her to have such a strong reaction to this matter, and quickly chased after her out of the car.
Before she could get into the taxi, he reached out and stopped her.
"I admit my mistake, I won't joke around with my body like this anymore. Just consider this as my first offense..."
"No, I'm now starting to suspect that when you were sick before, you deliberately made yourself ill to deceive me. Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental that every time you angered me, you'd fall ill the next day?"
As this thought crossed Emma Aiden's mind, she suddenly seemed to awaken, looking at Harrison Yale in shock.
