Chapter 31 The Fever

She could not help but smile bitterly. If she was not bitten to death today, she would be struck by lightning!

Shawn suddenly stopped and looked at her trembling body. He couldn't help but frown.

He grabbed Joye’s arm, and strode away, dragging her into the car that was parked at the side.

Although the heater wasn’t turned on, the temperature inside the car was much warmer than it was outside. Joye's mind was a little groggy, and her whole body no longer had any strength to struggle.

Shawn's anger lasted for nearly an hour. Seeing that Joye seemed to have fallen asleep on the seat, he became more anxious for no reason.

"Don't think that I'll let you go every time you faint."

Shawn pushed her shoulder hard, and Joye's head fell heavily on the door frame along with a muffled thud.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately placed his big hand on her smooth and wet forehead. His expression also changed as the skin under his hand was extremely hot.