Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Chapter 226

Keegan’s fever was high. Even a simple movement like that had already exhausted him so much that he was panting hard and spewing hot breath.

‘He’s sick as hell, yet he’s still acting so insolent.’ Stella wanted to laugh. But, she was certain that if she did that, Keegan would strangle her even if he did not skin her alive.

‘Why bother being angry with a patient?’ Thinking of this, she sighed and spoke softly. “I’m sorry, Mr. Kane. Please don’t be angry. You have a high fever, and you refuse to take medicine or go to the hospital. I’m just worried about your health.”

“Quit trying to fool me. If you were worried about me, why didn’t you come home for two days? I bet you wish that I would have brain damage so you could take your share of my wealth and leave. Stella, there is no woman in this world who is better at lying than you!”

said,

“You bastard. Not only did you call me selfish, but you also called me a liar?! If you weren’t sick, I would have kicked you off the bed by now!” After cursing silently, Stella coaxed him and “TE you had brain damage from the fever and I filed for divorce, the judge wouldn’t rule in my favor. When we registered our marriage, didn’t we make a vow that till death do us part? So, I won’t file a divorce as soon as you fall ill.”

However, just when Keegan had calmed down a little, Stella added, “If that happens, I’ll at least have to wait for another two or three years. If you really can’t recover, then I’ll think of filing for divorce.”

not breathe properly due to his rage.

through his gritted teeth, “Don’t even think about it! You just don’t want me to have

he telling me not to think about the divorce or not to think about taking his money? Never mind.’ Stella did not bother about it, thinking that Keegan must have gone

coughing again

out to pat his back and softly said, “Of course I want you to get better. Take your medicine and rest well. If you’re healthy, you can earn more money. And, if you make more money, you can give me more when we get divorced.

her, as he

did not want to argue with a man who was in a

at her and

out the thermometer from his armpit and checked it under the light. It was 38.6 degrees, which

grabbed a bag of medicine from the table, took out an anti-inflammatory pill,

into Keegan’s mouth. Its taste was so bitter that his face scrunched up. Before he was about to burst out in anger again,

mouth.

still downstairs. He’ll make fun of you if he finds out that you’re afraid of taking medicine like