Chapter 252
Chapter 252:
As Rupert watched her captivating face, he couldn’t stop himself from lowering his head and kissing her rosy lips.
Annabel was an enthusiastic participant in his kiss for the first time because his lips felt cool and comfortable to her.
Rupert’s desire was like burning flames. He embraced her tightly and deepened the kiss.
The temperature in the car steadily climbed. Kissing sounds echoed in the car.
While the two of them were locked in a passionate kiss, Tristan arrived, out of breath.
“Well… did I interrupt you?” Tristan was stunned when he caught sight of the couple kissing passionately in the back seat of the car.
Did Rupert wake him up in the middle of the night and coerce him to come here just to watch this?
Hearing Tristan’s voice, Rupert finally ended the kiss.
Rupert sat up straight and tidied his rumpled clothes. His breathing was still a little erratic. “Check on her p>
“What’s wrong with her?” Tristan suspiciously eyed the woman lying in Rupert’s arms.
She looked familiar.
A few moments later, he recalled that she was Rupert’s fiancée, Annabel.
Rupert had summoned him twice now because of this woman.
It seemed that she held a special place in his heart.
When Tristan looked closer, he noticed that Annabel’s face was flushed and her body was pressed against Rupert’s.
As a highly skilled doctor, one glance was enough for Tristan to tell that someone had drugged her.
“Did you do it?” Tristan asked half-jokingly.
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Rupert shot him an icy glare. “Of course not. She was drugged. Help cure it p>
Tristan eyed Rupert, who was still a little breathless, and burst into laughter.
“You didn’t need to call me here in the middle of the night p>
Rupert was taken aback. “What do you mean p>
Tristan gave him a vague smile and said, “Aren’t you the best antidote p>
“Be serious!” Rupert said grimly, shooting Tristan a frosty look before he could even finish speaking.
Tristan immediately shut his mouth and removed a syringe and needle from his medicine box. “Fortunately, I carry all kinds of medicines in this treasure chest p>
After he prepared the antidote and loaded it into the syringe, he stabbed the needle into Annabel’s arm.
The tip of the needle pierced Annabel’s delicate skin. Her eyebrows furrowed and she groaned, “It hurts p>
A trace of distress flashed in Rupert’s eyes. He shot Tristan a forbidding glare and said, “Be gentle p>
“An injection will hurt a little bit.” Tristan curled his lips disapprovingly. “You look pretty miserable. Are you serious about your nominal fiancée p>