�I�m going to stab you, you crook!� After that, she tried to stab his arm with the cactus needle.

�Ouch!� He was stabbed for no reason, and the pain made him jump. Before he could scream, he covered his mouth firmly. �Damn it, it�s so painful!�

Luckily, Renee stopped after that. She happily held the cactus needles and muttered, �I don�t have to be afraid of Stefan anymore. I�ll stab him if he makes me sad!�

Stefan stared at her, speechless. Now he was wondering if she did it on purpose. Did she hate him so much that she even tried to come up with ways to deal with him while she was sleepwalking?

After playing for a while, she cradled the needles, got into the elevator, and returned to her room.

Stefan was worried about her, so he followed her. While walking, he felt like something was wrong with his body�

�Damn it, it must be because of that perfume!� Stefan held the door and wiped away the sweat on his forehead, trying his best to control his breathing.

He stood at the door, wondering whether he should enter the room. If he left, he was worried that she might hurt herself.

But if he entered the room, he might hurt her more. Renee eventually bumped into a pillar, and woke up with a start.

She looked around, confused, then stared at the cactus needles in her hand.

�Where am I? What am I doing?� �Renee, you�re� awake?� Stefan swallowed and asked her urgently.

Surprised, Renee turned around and looked at Stefan, whose face was twisted in pain.

She quickly rushed over and supported him, asking in concern, �Stefan, what�s the matter with you? Why is your body so hot and your face so flushed? Are you having a fever?�

�Don�t touch me!� Stefan pushed her away as sweat rolled down his throat.

He was aware of the changes in his body, and it was getting increasingly difficult to control his urges. If he did not push her away, he would have taken her there and then.

�What�s the matter? Tell me so I can help you�� Renee figured he was drunk, and let him lean on her as said comfortingly, �Come to my room. I have an antipyretic in my bag.�

�I told you not to touch me! You�re digging your own grave�� Stefan snarled, breathing heavily.

�This isn�t the first time I�ve done this. Your skin is so hot, I can�t leave you or your condition might get worse. What if you get meningitis and become brain-dead from the fever?�

Renee held Stefan tightly and dragged him into the room, then helped him to lie on the sofa. Carrying Stefan was no easy task, and she was now panting and covered in sweat.

The thin white top she was wearing clung to her sticky body, making her look very tempting. Stefan was already struggling to stifle his urges, and when he saw her, a wave of desire overwhelmed him.

He clenched his fists tightly and turned away, forcing himself to not look at her. He gritted his teeth and bit out, �You� go to bed. This is nothing; I�ll get better soon.�

Generally, this kind of perfume would only last for an hour or two. Everything would be fine as long as she wasn�t around him.

�The consequences will be very serious if your fever isn�t treated right away. Don�t take it lightly. I can�t leave you alone when you�re suffering like this.�

While talking, she put the back of her hand

against his forehead. She then frowned and said, �You�re burning up. I have to bring down your fever. Lie down� I�ll grab the medicine.� JrNovels.com