Chapter 67
He Clings to Me Every Nigh
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Grandma had closed her eyes to rest, and Seraphina was browsing her phone.
When she saw the news about Sebastian Thompson falling into the sea, her eyes instantly lit up.
Upon refreshing the news, Seraphina saw the announcement that the Smith Group had agreed to the Marshall Corporationâs acquisition plan.
Both major groups were in turmoil, and they had close relations. It seemed both the Thompson and Smith families were in for tough times.
With the Marshall family being so ruthless, as the mistress of the Marshall family, would Bella not harbor any resentment?
Does Bella not even consider her own familyâs businesses?
Perhaps Bella would be a breakthrough point in restraining Olivia Jenkins, and might even hop onto the Marshall familyâs ship.
Thinking of this, a plan to win Bella over kindled in Seraphinaâs mind.
After lying down for a while, Daniel felt very uncomfortable.
He felt miserable whenever he coughed.
âHoney, turn me over, or give me a massage.â
Olivia Jenkins turned off the document and walked over to see Daniel.
Suddenly, she touched on Danielâs forehead.
Daniel squinted his hawk-like eyes, his voice icy-cold, âMrs. Marshall, is it okay for you to touch me like that?â
Olivia shot Daniel a glance, âStop talking nonsense! Your eyes are filthy, you see everything as dirty!â
Daniel snorted: âWhatâs the result of your touch?â
âCongratulations, you donât have a fever nor are you delusional.â
Saying this, Olivia knelt on Danielâs sickbed.
In an instant, Danielâs eyes widened, a strange emotion flashed across his eyes,
âWhat do you want to do?â
âDidnât you say you wanted to turn over?â
Olivia took a pillow and put it behind Daniel.
She also leaned very close to Daniel, half-lying down, one arm around Danielâs neck and the other one around his waist, turning him on his side.
âTypically, a nurse would perform these tasks, but I am not familiar with this kind of service. Just bear with this turn.â
âI thought you wanted to wrestle with me.â The deepness in Danielâs eyes made it difficult for anyone to discern his emotions.
Olivia scornfully looked at Daniel, âYouâre still so narcissistic!â
âMy waist hurts, give me a massage.â
âYou canât lie like this for too long, Iâll turn you back over after a while.â
âI remember now, and Iâm sure I didnât throw away your necklace, and I remember where I left it.â
Fire seemed to flash in her eyes as Olivia walked behind Daniel.
She clenched her fists tightly, making a gesture as if to hit Daniel.
She even pointed at Daniel, clenched her teeth as if to curse, yet no voice leaked out.
Danielâs thin lips were pressed tightly together, and a trace of amusement shone in his ink-black eyes.
Of course, he was aware of Oliviaâs malice, but he didnât deign to comment further.
He had already seen through her little tricks.
Whether or not Daniel was lying to her, Olivia still hoped that her motherâs necklace was safe. So, she had to satisfy him by massaging his waist and back.
Oliviaâs strength was moderate, every massage stroke made him comfortable. Daniel closed his eyes, clearly enjoying it.
While massaging, Danielâs sick clothes opened up, and Olivia clearly saw a significant bruise on his waist side, which had already turned purplish.
It must be the mark she pinched yesterday.
Olivia felt that Daniel got off too easily. Next time, she would pinch him harder and try to leave a fingernail mark.
âWhen will you return the necklace to me?â
Danielâs voice was low and raspy, âDepending on my mood one day, I may return the necklace to you.â
Disgust flashed in Oliviaâs eyes, but she was still trying to control her temper, âWhen will you be in a good mood? I think youâre explosive every day, like a powder keg, ready to explode at any moment!â
All of a sudden, Danielâs face darkened, he opened his eyes, and the sharp angles of his face became colder, almost like a knifeâs edge..