"So, don't just think about dying all the time, how could I bear to see you die?"
As Jinna Evans spoke, she had already taken off the shirt from her body, and her slender, soft fingers gently traced over his muscular chest, speaking with an utterly tender voice, "Besides, how could you bear to die? The child and I need you so much."
The child? Joseph Thompson was instantly shocked, and his previously muddled brain also cleared up a bit in an instant.
He had fallen for Jinna Evans's trick; the heat in his body must have been due to the aphrodisiac, likely added to the rehmanniae soup earlier tonight.
Luckily, Radix Rehmanniae is cool in nature, and because he wasn't in a good mood, he hadn't drunk much, so his body hadn't heated up to an unbearable degree.
And the headache was probably from another drug that causes hallucinations, as Jinna Evans probably hoped he would mistake her for Jaylene Ziel during a certain moment, which is why she brought up the child.
