Chapter 136
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Bertha struggled and slipped from his grasp, but her hand still clung tightly to the hem of his shirt.
The two of them suddenly lost their focus and fell to the ground.
Seeing that Bertha's head was about to hit the edge of the bed, he didn't care about anything, he wrapped his arms around her neck and then hugged her, using his back to ground himself.
His back hit the edge of the bed hard, the swollen wound had not yet healed, and the pain caused him to break out in a cold sweat, almost fainting on the spot.
Before the pain in his back could dissipate, he received a second slap in the face.
Bertha broke free of his arms, pinned him to the floor, and pressed her knees against his chest, her hands tightening on his collar.
When she looked at him, her eyes were filled with hatred for the first time.
'Derek, you are despicable, shameless, what you said just now was just an act. You think that if you put an aphrodisiac in my coffee, I won't be able to control myself and let you achieve your dirty intentions. Don't dream."
'Bertha, please calm down… this…"
It turned out that those two small bags were not sugar but aphrodisiacs.
Another slap across his face, this time Bertha used all her remaining strength to hit him.
The thoughts and anger in her heart mixed and were about to burn her reason.
Derek was stunned by this slap, the pain in his back from hitting the edge of the bed still hadn't subsided.
His face contorted in pain, Bertha's hand holding his collar became shaky, and anger filled her eyes.
Bertha let him go and used her remaining consciousness to press the alarm bell at the head of the bed, suddenly the fire in her heart rose again, making her so uncomfortable that she couldn't control herself, cowered, and fell to the floor.
Her whole body trembled, in her heart there was always an evil voice screaming, that voice wanted her to rush toward that man to have sex.
But she can't. Impossible.
She pressed her skin against the floor, she intended to use the cold temperature of the floor to wake her up.
Derek endured the pain, he supported his body to stand up, and he saw her lying on the floor suffering alone.
If she is given an aphrodisiac but doesn't make love in time, she will feel so uncomfortable that she wants to die.
Could it be that her hatred for him was already ingrained into her bones?
Derek walked towards her with a pale smile, he wanted to hug her again.
"Do not touch me. I'll kill you."
Derek's arms stiffened for a moment but then he made his decision, he picked her up. 'Okay, wait until the medicine wears off, you can do whatever you want."
Bertha no longer had the strength to escape his hand, her mind was dizzy, and she could only let him carry her into the bathroom.
First, Derek turned on the shower and then filled the tub with cold water.
Derek was afraid that the temperature difference between hot and cold was too great for her body to endure, so he placed her in the bath very gently and slowly.
Because he could only use his hand to support her and gently put her down, he gritted his teeth, trying to keep his hand from shaking and causing her to fall.
It wasn't until the water level was above her collarbone that he withdrew his aching arm.
Bertha lay in the bathtub, feeling the coolness gradually enveloping her body, her eyebrows furrowed and then gradually relaxed, her body was so tired that she fell asleep.
Derek sat next to the tub watching over her.
He smiled palely.
With Bertha's personality, when she wakes up, she won't let this go easily.
This is the retribution he should return.
He didn't think anymore, quietly looking at her sleeping face, her face was still red as if she had been drunk, her beautiful body submerged in water was a deadly temptation.
But Derek is not the type of man who takes advantage of people's difficult times to carry out evil intentions. He withdrew his gaze and focused on observing Bertha's state.
Bertha's skin was still unusually red and hot.
Derek stood up and walked out of the bathroom, he looked for medicine in the medicine cabinets but found no diazepam or glucose solution.
He went out into the garden and shouted. 'Tommy, Casey, Emilio. Please come here quickly."
A minute later, Tommy appeared, he asked sleepily. 'Midnight, you're not sleeping, why are you screaming like that?
'Why are you alone?"
'Casey and Emilio took Noa to his house, I don't know why they haven't returned yet. Donald is at the third young master's villa, Tyrone is sent by Miss Bertha to do something. So tonight it's just me."
Because Bertha's skills are not bad, late at night, they are often not on duty. If there is something urgent, she will press the alarm bell.
Derek spoke frankly. 'There is no diazepam or glucose solution in the house so I need you to go buy them."
'It's so late, where should I go to buy medicine?"
'I don't care what method you use, you must quickly buy those two drugs for me. This is very important." Derek frowned, his expression extremely serious.
Tommy saw that Derek was both serious and worried, so he chose to believe Derek for once.
About half an hour later, Tommy returned and gave the two drugs to Derek. 'What kind of medicine is this? Small clinics and hospitals don't have it, I have to go to a big hospital to buy it."
Taking the medicine from Tommy, Derek quickly ran to the third floor.
After giving Bertha the medicine, he breathed a sigh of relief. He leaned against the bathtub and watched over her. In the middle of the night, his stamina was almost exhausted then he fell asleep without realizing it.
By the time Bertha woke up vaguely, it was already morning.
The burning sensation on her body had completely disappeared, she opened her eyes, seeing herself in the bathtub and Derek leaning against the bathtub, sleeping.
It seemed like he was exhausted to the point of exhaustion last night, so he slept very deeply.
Bertha looked at him intently for a moment.
She saw that on his left cheek, there were faint, slightly swollen five-finger marks, the blood at the corner of his mouth had not been wiped clean, and his whole body looked very miserable, no different from her.
Even though she was exhausted last night, she couldn't remember what happened afterward, but according to the current situation, Derek probably didn't do anything to her.
She pursed her lips, her mouth suddenly tasted a bit of sweetness, was it the taste of glucose?
It's obvious that he's the one who harmed her, and now he's pretending to be a good person.
The coldness in Bertha's eyes was so cold it cut to the bone.
She got out of the tub, and then out of the bathroom, she didn't wake him up.
