My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him
Chapter 146: Am I a heartless beast in your eyes?

Chapter 146: Chapter 146: Am I a heartless beast in your eyes?

Chloe Simpson’s words completely enraged Alexander Johnson.

Initially, when he saw the look in her eyes, saw her face full of pain and tears, his actions instinctively softened.

After all, those warm memories from the past, that small figure, had lingered in his heart for many years.

He even often dreamed about it.

But now, she herself sought abuse, so what was he concerned about?

Alexander Johnson no longer had any reservations, grabbing Chloe Simpson’s waist, he started to charge wildly, crashing recklessly.

He wanted to see how long she could endure.

Tears streamed down Chloe Simpson’s face from the pain, unstoppable, yet she refused to give in.

Her hands tightly gripped the edge of the sofa, forcing herself to endure.

Seeing this, Alexander Johnson only applied more force.

Thus, Chloe Simpson endured, arduously and painfully, one moment after another.

She didn’t know how long it lasted, but she truly couldn’t hold on any longer, waves of dizziness almost causing her to faint.

She was drenched in sweat, the pain from below forcing her to exert all her strength to restrain herself.

Her breathing was also a bit rapid, even stifling.

When she couldn’t catch her breath, fear finally crept in!

"Alexander Johnson, I can’t take it anymore... Ah!"

Chloe Simpson couldn’t help but start to beg for mercy.

"Oh, really? Can’t take it anymore? Weren’t you just yelling at me?"

At this moment, Alexander Johnson was not aware of how much pain Chloe Simpson was in, how much she was suffering, and continued his frenzied crashing.

"I... really can’t take it anymore... Alexander Johnson, I’m begging you... please let me go... I feel... like I’m about to die..."

Chloe Simpson felt cold all over, her breathing becoming increasingly difficult, and the dizziness in her head worsening.

"... ..."

Yet Alexander Johnson still didn’t take it seriously, mistaking it for the kind of words spoken during a climax between a man and a woman.

Not until Chloe Simpson couldn’t hold on any longer and fainted on the sofa did Alexander Johnson notice something was wrong.

"Chloe!"

He quickly withdrew from her body, and upon touching her, realized she was trembling all over.

Alexander Johnson reached out to touch Chloe Simpson’s forehead, discovering it was exceptionally hot.

"Woman, you’re in this state! What are you trying to prove?"

Alexander Johnson quickly picked her up and carried her to the master bedroom, covered her with a blanket, and called Jack Woods to summon the family doctor.

"Fortunately, there are no other symptoms. She probably caught a chill, got a cold, and now has a fever. But the fever is quite severe, already reaching 39 degrees."

"However, if it’s just a simple fever, there’s nothing to worry about. I’ve already administered some fever-reducing medication. Once her fever breaks and she recovers, I recommend you both go to the hospital for a comprehensive check-up."

Half an hour later, the family doctor came over, examined Chloe Simpson, and administered an IV drip.

"Alright, thank you, Doctor. If there’s nothing else, I’ll see you out."

Jack Woods nodded, speaking respectfully.

Alexander Johnson stood there the whole time, staring intently at Chloe Simpson lying pale on the bed, his heart full of irritation and suppression, with a faint layer of hostility about him.

When Jack Woods returned after seeing the family doctor out, he could feel the chill around Alexander Johnson even before entering the room.

"Eldest Young Master, we don’t know how Miss Simpson’s condition is yet. I’ll be in the living room, just call if you need anything."

Jack Woods stood at the door, bowing slightly with respect.

"Mm." Alexander Johnson coldly responded, still staring unblinkingly at the comatose Chloe Simpson on the bed.

That night, Chloe Simpson remained in a coma the entire time, and Alexander Johnson watched over her in the room all night.

During this time, when the IV drip was finished, Jim Johnson removed the needle for Chloe Simpson and tucked her in.

The next morning, Chloe Simpson’s fever finally subsided completely, and she woke up.

That night, she had a long, long dream, dreaming that Alexander Johnson was particularly worried about her, holding her and running around the hospital, calling for a doctor.

She awoke, saw Alexander Johnson keeping watch in her room, and thought she hadn’t woken up from her dream.

She just stared at Alexander Johnson, dazed.

Not until Alexander Johnson sensed the intense stare behind him and turned around did he realize Chloe Simpson had woken up.

Alexander Johnson frowned, "Why didn’t you make a sound when you woke up?"

It was only then that Chloe Simpson came back to her senses, moved her fingers, felt the slight pain where the IV needle had been, and realized it wasn’t a dream.

"Did you... keep watch all night?"

She noticed Alexander Johnson’s bloodshot, tired eyes and spoke subconsciously.

"Yes." Alexander Johnson admitted directly.

"..." Chloe Simpson felt like a fishbone was stuck in her throat, speechless, with only one fact remaining in her mind.

Alexander Johnson had actually stayed up watching over her the entire night.

After a long while, Alexander Johnson suddenly asked, "Chloe, in your heart, am I just a heartless beast? Do you not dare to say a word even when you have a fever?"