Chapter 337
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Bertha kissed him sincerely on the lips, this was the ritual goodnight kiss before going to sleep.
The kiss was long but made Shane still want to continue.
'Good night, Shane, see you tomorrow morning."
Shane's heart seemed to have withered, he looked at her figure leaving the room, and she even thoughtfully closed the door for him.
As soon as she left, it seemed like she took away all the warm air in the room, making his heart completely cold.
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For a week, because Bertha had set the rules in advance, Shane obediently took his medicine under Liam's supervision.
At noon that day, he was handling work remotely in his office. Two minutes after the alarm clock rang, Bertha made a video call.
'Shane, it's time to take your medicine."
Shane hid the boredom in his eyes, his voice was also frustrated and low. "Alright."
Before the phone could be turned off, Liam brought in warm water and a box of medicine, a warm look on his face. 'Boss, your medicine is here."
Shane coldly glanced at him. He took the glass of water that Liam gave him, poured more than a dozen pills into his mouth, and quickly and decisively drank them all in one go.
It's so bitter.
His face was pale, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he tried to suppress the uncomfortable feeling of nausea, smiling at Bertha on the other side of the camera, he signaled her not to worry.
Bertha saw that he had taken all the medicine, and she peacefully ended the video call.
As soon as the camera went dark, Shane immediately rushed to the bathroom sink. He wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit anything.
As long as he takes the medicine, there will be certain side effects. If he takes too much of this medicine, he will feel nausea and vomiting, lose his appetite, and have a bitter tongue.
Liam was next to Shane. When he saw such a scene, he felt a little heartbroken: 'Boss, it's not the way to always feel uncomfortable when you take medicine like this."
Shane rinsed his mouth, and when he swallowed, a bitter taste remained in his mouth.
His mouth was bitter, and his heart was even more bitter, only when he thought of Bertha's beautiful face, he felt a little sweet.
He sat back in his office chair, sighing softly. 'Do you still have cigarettes?"
Liam was stunned. 'Miss Bertha has forbidden you to smoke."
Shane said nothing, holding out his palm towards Liam.
Liam took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket that he just bought this morning. It was extremely expensive, so expensive that even he smoked.
'Boss, you have to pay me."
Shane calmly raised his eyes, he gently said "um" once.
Liam opened the cigarette box, took out one, and gave it to Shane. He took his hand back midway, very awkward. 'Boss, are you sure you want to smoke a cigarette? If Miss. Bertha finds out, she'll skin you. Even I will meet with disaster."
Shane's face darkened. 'If you say any more, you will face immediate disaster now."
Liam didn't hesitate anymore, he immediately gave the cigarette to Shane.
In his heart, he secretly thought that if Shane smoked just one cigarette, he would not be discovered.
Furthermore, he understands Shane.
Cigarette smoke can make him forget his worries.
Shane needs to do something to relieve his mental pressure.
But he never thought that Shane would ask him for a cigarette, just to do the simplest thing.
Shane took the cigarette from Liam's hand, held it up to his nose, and took a few puffs.
If this action were changed to someone else, it would probably look a bit cowardly.
But with Shane, his gestures were very noble and elegant, his breathing was cold and excellent, giving people the feeling that he was enjoying champagne.
After inhaling the cigarette for a minute, he without any hesitation threw the cigarette into the trash.
Liam was originally about to take out the lighter.
Seeing the cigarette lying in the trash, his eyes dilated, he looked at Shane in surprise. 'Boss, why don't you smoke?"
Shane supported his forehead, his expression calm. 'After I smoke, the smell of cigarettes easily stays on my body and in the office. She is too smart, she can always detect clues, not to mention cigarettes are not a good thing."
He sniffed cigarettes to overcome his addiction.
Liam nodded thoughtfully.
'When you leave later, remember to take the trash bag with you from the office."
'Yes, boss."
Perhaps it was a form of self-comfort, after Shane smelled the smell of cigarettes, he felt much more comfortable inside.
He felt that this method was quite good, it was not easily discovered by Bertha, and he could do it a few more times.
'This brand of cigarettes smells pretty good. Liam, you're free in the afternoon, go buy me cigarettes then find the drawer and hide them."
'Hide them in the mansion?"
Liam took a deep breath and stared at him with his teeth bared. 'Boss, you dare commit a crime right in front of Miss. Bertha."
He was playing on the verge of being beaten.
Shane's slender, well-jointed fingers gently rubbed his eyebrows, he looked disapproving. 'Bertha has a lot of work during the day, and when she comes home in the evening, she won't open the drawer. You look in a few drawers in the corner, she won't be able to find it.'
Really?
Liam feels untrustworthy.
These past few days, Shane hasn't been beaten by Bertha, so he can't bear it in his heart.
The last time Shane was beaten, and then even gave him a raise, it seemed like that was still fresh in Liam's memory.
He secretly sighed but didn't dare ask Shane directly. How could an arrogant, brilliant man like Shane admit he had special interests in that aspect?
However, if the boss likes it, as a subordinate and a friend, he must help.
Not hearing Liam's answer, Shane's dark eyes glanced to the side, and he slightly raised his eyebrows. 'Didn't I make it clear?"
