Chapter 78: Scarlett Has A High Fever

It was more serious than what Mike had imagined. Scarlett's backlash was beyond his expectations.

Now Scarlett's attitude toward him is non-violent resistance.

Not only did she turn a blind eye to Mike's goodwill, she even treated him as air and pretended not to hear what he said. Eventually, he did not give her the dark dishes.

The boss ordered food Scarlett liked by phone, but she was unmoved.

When the food arrived, he knocked on her door, but it was quiet inside. Then he turned the door handle, but it did not move.

It was locked from inside.

Mike didn't have enough patience to coax her. After knocking several times on the door, he gloomily put his ultimatum.

"It is the last time I knock on the door. If you don't open it, I will split it."

It was still quiet inside.

The axe he used to split the door was still there.

Scarlett was so scared by a loud noise that she took off the earplugs from her ears. She saw that Mike stood at the door with an axe and looked sullen.

Her door was split in half.

She was instinctively scared by the man with an extremely unpredictable temper, a cold expression which was colder than the thousand-year ice, and a weapon in his hand. It would be strange if she was not afraid.

Mike suppressed his anger by seeing that she was cowering.

The little wildcat was now resistant to him, so it was better not to irritate her anymore.

Seeing him walking over steadily, Scarlett nervously grasped the sheets, with her eyes full of alert.

He did nothing but put the takeout on her bedside.

"Let's eat."

Scarlett glanced at the fragments on the ground, and then looked at his gloomy face. She wondered whether she would be the one who would be broken into pieces if she didn't eat.

Seeing her start eating, Mike relaxed slightly and sat opposite to have dinner with her after a storm.

Scarlett couldn't eat any more after taking a few bites. She still felt very uncomfortable, and Mike was with her, which gave her a lot of psychological pressure.

He frowned when he saw that she ate so little and wanted her to continue eating, but when he saw her precaution against him, he swallowed his words.

They kept silent during the meal.

The messy room had been cleaned up, but the scars left in her heart were lingering.

After eating, Scarlett turned her back to him, pretending to be the corpse again.

After waiting for a while, she heard the sound of him cleaning up the house, but didn't hear the sound of the door closing.

Why was he still here?

Now she was under great pressure when she was with him.

After waiting for a while, Scarlett turned around and was surprised to see that Mike was getting off his clothes rather than leaving.

His clothes were wet due to his rush back and forth.

He took off his clothes and only wore underwear, while the rest of the wet clothes were thrown on the floor.

Realizing that Scarlett was looking at him, he casually looked over. Scarlett immediately turned her head, although she still maintained the expression of taking him as air.

Her heart beat faster by seeing his muscle lines.

'Scarlett, you are useless. How can you be caught in the beauty of the demon and forget what he did to hurt you?'

Scarlett said to herself, burying her face in the pillow and hearing him go to her bathroom.

The patter of water sounded.

She thought the situation that his slender body squeezed in her small bathroom and the water would flow along his body.

Scarlett couldn't help but think of the dreams she had before, and her face was hot again.

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But when she thought of how fierce he was when he questioned her, her heart chilled instantly.

She smiled bitterly. How could she think that he was a sheep just because the lion was asleep? Mike was still a person out of her reach.

From now on, she only regarded him as an employer and would leave when the debt was paid off.

Although she thought so, when Mike came out of the bathroom, Scarlett's heart still skipped a beat by smelling the refreshing scent of shower gel.

It seemed different for him to use her shower gel, refreshing with a hint of his breath.

Scarlett thought that he would leave after taking a shower, but she was disappointed.

She held her nerves when she noticed that the bed was slightly sinking.

He laid down, then what was he going to do?

She grasped the quilt and unconsciously looked at the bedside lamp.

"If he wanted to do something to me, could I stun him with it?" she thought.

Her nervousness was passed to Mike, which stopped him from stretching his hand to hold her shoulder. Forgot it and gave her time to adapt.

Scarlett's heartbeat was like a drum and it seemed that she was lying beside a lion that would bite at any time.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she was indeed scared by Mike's behavior today and felt aggrieved.

She lay still, tightened her body, and quietly moved until she almost fell.

There was a huge crack between the two.

She preferred to be on the sofa to stay away from him, but it would irritate him.

Scarlett was not sure what Mike would do when he was out of control. She could no longer joke with him as casually as before, stepping on his bottom line to do some little tricks.

Although he didn't do anything else, his aura was wrapping around her.

Mike knew that Scarlett guarded against him, which upset him. He resisted the urge to grab her into his arms and looked at her stiff back until regular breathing came from her side.

Moving Scarlett, who is falling asleep, over, Mike held one hand and looked at her sleeping face, half of which was hidden in the light and shadow created by the lamp.

Scarlett seemed unhappy as well in the dream, with her brows frowned. Mike did not know whether he would be in her dream.

Even if he was there, it would not be a good dream.

Mike sighed silently. It seemed that he had scared her today.

"What should I do with you ..." he smoothed her hair.

"Mike, you are a jerk. I will never talk to you..." she muttered.

He curled his lip with dissatisfaction. This cat hated him. How could his cat belong to him, from the heart to the body?

It was a huge problem that stumped Mike who had a high IQ.

In the late at night, Mike was awakened by the heat from his arm.

He didn't know when Scarlett had rolled into his arms, shivering against him. He reached out his hand to touch her forehead.

It was so hot!

She was having a fever!

It felt that she was like a small fireball, but her body was unconsciously trembling. He could even feel her shiver, and she also murmured that she was very cold.

Mike wrapped her tightly with a quilt, but she was still in pain.

She did not have a first-aid kit in her house, so Mike called his family doctor, but he learned that because of the heavy rain, the doctor was unable to come over.

When he opened the curtains, he found that the water flow of the city was put to the test of the continuous rainy season. The heavy rain caused ponding on the road and the car parked downstairs at Scarlett's house had been half submerged.

The family doctor who lived on the other side of the city could not drive over in such weather. It was impossible even if Mike had a private plane and money is useless if God did not cooperate.

What should he do with his cat?

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