Chapter Sixty

Chapter Sixty

The room was suffocating with tension and pressure. Alex and the butler dared not breathe loudly. Before the sun had risen high, Alex had been awakened by the ringing of his phone. Cursing under his breath, he recognized the familiar number and quickly made his way to Jethro's villa.

Jethro was still sitting on the sofa, wearing only a white robe. His mood was unsettled and worried. In the past, Gemma had always fainted before their lovemaking ended, but Jethro didn't care much. But this time, when she passed out due to exhaustion, Jethro sensed that something was off.

Even Gemma's breath was weak, and her body was constantly sweating, despite being wiped down. Her body temperature dropped suddenly.

"How is she?" Jethro asked coldly, wanting to strangle someone.

Alex dared not breathe out. He had advised Jethro before to treat Gemma gently, as her body was weak after previous psychological trauma. But Jethro always ignored that advice just to satisfy his sexual desires.