âIs my mom asleep?â Mark asked in a deep voice.
Immediately, the servant recognized Markâs voice and responded gleefully, âShe just fell asleep.
Youâve been on business trips these days, and she could relaxed a little.
Just this morning, she mentioned that she didnât need to buy groceries to cook a lot of different dishes every day.
â
Mark swallowed as his throat grew parched.
âThis entire time, sheâs been cooking for me and having it delivered to my office?â he asked.
âYes, she wouldnât even let anyone else help.
Thatâs how much Mrs.
Evans loves you.
â
Mark was rendered speechless.
The silence on the other line made the servant feel uneasy.
âMr.
Evans, is there any problem?â
âNothing,â Mark replied.
âDonât disturb my mom.
Itâs late, so just let her sleep.
â
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
At this point, Markâs body was already feeling slightly warm.
He knew something had been added to these dishes.
Immediately, he called Peter and told him, âCall a reliable doctor for me.
â
âIs your cold getting worse?â Peter asked with concern.
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âI think I took something bad,â Mark answered through the receiver in hushed tones.
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Peter had worked for Mark for many years and had seen all kinds of things.
When he heard this, Peter immediately understood that someone had put something in Markâs food or drink that made him burn with lust.
Without wasting another second, Peter arranged for a doctor.
The moment Mark hung up the phone, he felt his symptoms began to worsen, His body felt like it was on fire.
He was in heat, as though a wild beast was trapped inside him, wanting to be set free.
Or perhaps he only needed to take a cold shower.
As soon as Mark walked into the bathroom, someone tapped the room key card, causing the door of the suite to swing open.
A woman wearing a s@xy lingerie walked past the door barefoot and locked it.
It was none other than Elaine.
She could hear the sound of flowing water as well as Markâs husky and s@xy gasps coming from the bathroom.
The sound fueled her imagination, making her even more feverish.