Chapter 701 Inside the hotel room, Sylvia slowly opened her eyes, and she could feel a force from the Love Parasite.
She furrowed her brow and clenched her teeth.
Her temples were throbbing with pain.
Just as she was suffering, Franklin's warm palms suddenly reached her temples and gently massaged them.
Sylvia's eyes widened, and she instinctively looked at the man. There sat Franklin, dressed in a white bathrobe, perched on the edge of the bed, his gaze affectionate as he looked at her.
Was he giving her a massage? How does he know that | have a headache? In her moment of daze, suddenly a surge of steaming heat rushed straight to her forehead.
Little did she know that the Love Parasite was already fluttering its wings inside her veins, transforming into a golden butterfly.
Franklin's deep gaze was stunned as he stared at Sylvia's face, which was printed with a butterfly.
The golden butterfly on her cheeks is faintly visible, beautiful like a dream.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe lowered her gaze, and her long feather-like eyelashes covered her stunning almond eyes. Her flawless facial features became even more delicate and perfect, making her look like a bewitching beauty.
Franklin discovered that her already stunningly beautiful face became even more alluring and perfect under the blessing of the golden butterfly.
Her skin had become increasingly delicate and smooth, to the point that even a small pimple that had formed at the corner of her lips disappeared visibly quickly.
He had known about the Love Parasite in her body for a while now, but he hadn't anticipated that it would progress to this point, affecting her entire being.
"I..." Sylvia's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice was trembling and hoarse, "I feel so uncomfortable.” There was a surge of power that seemed to be about to burst out of her body.
It'd been a long time since Love Parasite last flared up, and she thought it would never attack her again...
But this time, it was different from any other time before.
It seemed like an endless stream of energy was rushing out crazily. Her head hurt terribly and her body was burning hot.
Franklin's dark eyes gazed at her tenderly, fixated on the faint golden butterfly beneath her skin. "Has the Love Parasite mutated?" he asked with concern.
Sylvia gritted her teeth and furrowed her brow.
A hint of surprise flashed through her eyes, but quickly she remembered. When she was poisoned, Franklin had once had his blood drawn to feed and nourish her.
Her face was flushing with a strange redness, and her stunningly beautiful face, which was like that of a fairy, was even more amazing. It seemed to be tinged with light pink color like peach blossoms.
With deepening hue, tiny beads of sweat formed on Sylvia's forehead.
The pain inside her body felt as if thousands of ants were gnawing and biting, making it unbearable.
Franklin gazed at her with concern. Just as she tightly bit her lower lip and struggled to restrain herself, the man suddenly extended his arm, offering his wrist to her mouth.
"Don't bite yourself, | am a man with tough skin and thick flesh." Sylvia was in so much pain that she almost lost her sanity.
She looked blankly at Franklin's outstretched arm, her teeth clamping down, sinking deeply into the man's flesh.
The rusty scent of fresh blood spread in her mouth, and warm blood flowed into her mouth.
Just at this moment... her mind went blank for a moment, like a traveler in the desert who was almost dying of thirst suddenly finding a source of water.
Unconsciously, she began to suck on the man's blood.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe blood flowed into her body through her mouth.
Her restless body and tumultuous blood suddenly seemed to calm down, as if the previous storm had turned into a tranquil sea.
The almost overwhelming pain and surge of emotions that felt like a trapped beast within her body were almost fading away.
Her hazy eyes gradually regained clarity.
She lowered her head to look at the powerful arm still held in her mouth. She suddenly opened her mouth, a trace of blood lingering at the corner of her lips.
Her heart thudded wildly, and she stared at the deep bite marks on Franklin's wrist.
Blood continued to well up and flow out.
She was filled with mixed emotions and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.
"Are you a fool?" She quickly got up and found a small medicine box from the room, then took out gauze and some antiseptic alcohol to help Franklin treat his wound.
Seeing the man's wrist bitten by her, her eyes grew hot and teary. Regret welled up within her, "Franklin, how can you be so stupid? Do... do you not feel any pain?" This was simply a stupid and foolish question.
How could it not hurt? Franklin's eyes were fixed on her exquisite face as she treated his wound.
After a while, he spoke slowly, his voice hoarse. "Is there really no antidote for Love Parasite?" Sylvia hesitated before finally speaking up. "It seems like... you are the antidote.”