My Son's Mom Will Be My Wife

My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 93–“What happened?” Nicholas followed Gregory in confusion and quickly headed to Tessa’s room,

only to see her visibly lying in bed with her breathing agitated and her cheeks abnormally

blushing. Then the man frowned and patted the lady’s cheek, and

He asked, “Hey, are you okay?” As soon as his hand came into contact with his cheek, he realized

that he felt a little feverish. Therefore, he naturally placed his hand on Tessa’s forehead and

He immediately found out that he had a fever. Frowning, he asked, “How do you feel now?”

Tessa opened her eyes, barely clinging to her consciousness. When he understood what was going on, he

found just a few inches from Nicholas’ beautiful, chiseled face. At that time, he was able to

Feeling his heart beat fast, like a jackhammer.

Soon, she felt a little uncomfortable, and immediately tried to get out of bed, just to

weaken at the knees and fall face down. As she screamed inside, she was ready to prepare.

for the impact, but the next second, he felt someone’s muscular arm wrapping around his waist.

shortly before meeting in a warm embrace.

It turned out that Nicholas managed to catch Tessa just in time and put his arms around her. While Tessa

a trance, subconsciously looked up

him. Looking at Nicholas’s cold and

in his eyes, as if there was a force

suck it towards them.

same time, Nicholas was also caught in a trance when

soft skin on her palm made her

run through his body.

tightened his grip, only to let go of the

unhappy look and told the lady to rest. “Well, you can’t push the

down and rest a little!” He showed his mastery with his uncompromising

time, helping her

lie back on the bed. After

over and lifted

soft voice. “Miss Pretty Lady is not feeling well, so we

let her rest.”

his arms around

a doctor to check her? Seems

of myself

“I’ll call the doctor right now.” Then,

as they answered the

asked, “Are you free right now?

Gregory who needed his treatment, Ashton

I’ll be there.” Fifteen minutes later, he appeared and asked worriedly, “Are

Gregory shook his head. “It’s not me, but Miss

Pretty Lady