Alaric quickened his pace and returned to the main building where the servant told him Diana was asleep.

The woman curled up lazily under the quilt, suppressing all her sharpness, and her maroon curls scattered in all directions to the snow-white pillow.

The curling eyelashes quivered slightly, and the slightly open neckline revealed the fair neck and tight collarbone, all of which made one's blood boil.

She used to be more like a soulless puppet, but now she seemed to have drawn an interesting soul out of nowhere, challenging him, provoking him, humiliating him, yet stirring up his desire to conquer more than ever...

The woman let out a wail in her throat, seemingly uncomfortable, and her face, buried deep on the side of the pillow, found a new Angle.

An unusual blush spread across her cheeks, followed by a low hum.

"Let me go, let me go..." Alaric leaned in and listened carefully. The hot air brushed past his earlobes.

Frowning hard, even dreaming of going away?

In the past, she wouldn't kick her away, but now she's trying to leave him in all kinds of ways.

What happened in the meantime?

Damn it!

He became more and more curious about her.

She seemed very hot, very hot?

Reaching on her forehead, his brows knitted deeper, he pressed the service bell and called Ian.

Ian pressed the thermometer: "High fever 39.2. It's probably caused by soaking in cold water and being exposed to the wind. First, get an intravenous drip to reduce the fever."

Ian prepared the medicine and stood there awkwardly. Diana was still in a deep sleep with her hands in the bed. He couldn't take them and couldn't get an intravenous drip without them...

"Hand..."

"Go and get a nurse. You don't have to show up." Alaric picked up the corner of the quilt instead to wrap the woman more tightly.

Like a beast king declaring his territory.

The blanket was tightly covered, and Diana was so hot that she pulled her hand in it. Ian, seeing this, ran out quickly, fearing that he might see something he shouldn't open and have his eyes gared out by the beast king.

Diana groaned, straining to lift her eyelids, and vaguely saw a familiar figure flickering before her eyes.

"Why you?"

"Awake?" The man reached out to pull the strands of hair stuck to the woman's face: "What else is uncomfortable?"

"It's uncomfortable everywhere you are." Diana, looking sickly, still stubbornly turned her face aside, not wanting him to touch it.

Even when sick, she doesn't forget to stick out sharp claws and teeth.

Alaric clasped her chin with his hand: "You have a fever and you don't feel it?"

"Thanks to Mr. Alaric." If it weren't for the man in front of her, she wouldn't have taken a cold shower and developed a fever.

Once again, she turned her face away and shook off his hand.

But her stomach was not doing well, rumbling twice.

Woken up early in the morning by Mrs. Rosa and dealing with the man before me, I haven't eaten anything yet.

"Hungry?"

Alaric chuckled in a low, muffled voice, which annoyed Diana even more: "Not hungry, can you go out?"

The tough-talking wildcat.

Alaric, who was already in a rather humble manner to please her, often faced cold faces.

By the time he came to his senses, he didn't even realize that he had such a good temper to please a woman!

It's just that the woman is so stubborn that she still won't give in to any persuasion.

He pressed the inside line and asked someone to bring up something to eat.

"I won't eat! The door is there. Take your time."

I got caught in cold water yesterday and had a severe headache. I just wanted to sleep.

"You're hungry." Then he gave the servant a glance.

The nurse's drip needle hit her right hand, making it difficult for her to eat. When the nurse tried to feed her, she turned her head around and refused to eat.

Alaric's eyes deepened: "Get out!"

The servant and Diana were both taken aback.

Alaric's eyes were filled with evil fire, and the servant immediately rolled out in terror.

He rolled up his sleeves on both sides, revealing long hands, and sat down beside Diana: "I'll feed you."

“……”

"Don't be too moved. You were called to be punished by Mrs. Rosa because of me."

Diana did not speak, snorting through her nose.

With a spoonful of congee to her mouth, she turned her face away and Alaric grabbed her chin: "If you don't behave, I'll punish you."

Alaric's eyes flashed with a sinister light, and he suddenly swept her lips.

"Um..." Diana struggled to break free, her body tightly bound by him.

Damn it! Just a kiss and a bath of fire in the lower abdomen!

A kiss left him wanting more than any love affair.

Diana's body was squeezed tightly into his chest and her shoulders were about to be torn apart by his arms.

He kissed her to the point of suffocation...

When the intense kiss ended, both of them were breathing heavily.

Diana glared fiercely at Alaric, why his questions always seemed like they were going to take her life, so terrifying.

Rough fingers rubbed against her rosy lips.

Alaric's voice was hoarse: "If you don't behave, I can continue the morning's punishment."

Diana clenched her fingers and did not move, nor did she have the strength to move, of course she knew what punishment Alaric was talking about.

"Eat well. I can fulfill one of your requests." "

Diana lifted her pale, sick face in astonishment. Was the man's forehead pinched or a sudden change of heart?

"Anything but divorce is okay." Alaric added.

"Lifting the lockdown and allowing me to go out at any time, too?"

"Yes."

"I hope you don't go back on your word..."

"Never go back on your word."

The spoon pressed against her lips again, and she finally opened her mouth and ate bit by bit.

Diana leaned softly against the head of the bed, and Alaric fed her spoonfuls.

The atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious for the first time in days.

Alaric's promise, along with Diana's illness and lack of strength to struggle, when she finished eating, she pushed the bowl open: "I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep."

The little awkwardness, of course, could not escape Alaric's eyes. He suppressed his laughter, said a good word, asked the servant to tidy up the medicine bowl, and went out himself.

In the study.

As David entered the door, he felt a spring breeze blowing towards him. Looking up, his young master was smiling and singing like the spring breeze.

What's going on?

"Master, Miss Lillian wants to see you."

"Let her in."

David turned sideways, Lillian had already come in through the door, with her head lowered, staring at the tips of her shoes, looking like a child who has made a mistake admitting it, with a pitiful look that no one would want to punish.

"Alaric..."

David went out to help them close the door, but was stopped by Alaric.

The door was wide open and Lillian looked somewhat uneasily at the door, where David was standing. Whatever she said, David could hear.

"Alaric, actually when Grandma said she was going to physically punish Diana sister, I also spoke well of Diana sister, but I didn't expect Diana sister to be angry with grandma..."

"Diana's temper you know, knowing that grandma is not feeling well, she still..."

"Have you finished?"

"Ah?"

"Then you can go out."

Lillian stood there stunned for a moment, stopped by Alaric's impatient attitude, then looked up at Alaric: "And..."