Contract Marriage With Mysterious President novel Chapter 133

"Miss Miller, are you sick?" Mr. Newell asked.

"Oh, I'm fine. I'm just a little dizzy. Maybe I'm overjoyed." Amy did not think too much. She calmed herself down and smiled at Mr. Newell before going to the bathroom.

After coming out of the bathroom, Amy felt that something was wrong with her. She was dizzy and her skin was burning up. She washed her face with cold water, but it was useless.

"Miss Miller, Madam asked you to go to Room 808 to have a rest. She already went to rest." A waiter walked over and said to Amy.

Amy nodded. She was sick and she really needed to find a place to rest.

She turned around and took the elevator to the eighth floor.

As soon as she reached Room 808, she pushed open the door eagerly. She felt so dizzy and so hot. She was very thirsty and wanted to drink some water.

Why did she feel so similar, just like she did on the wedding night? Was she drugged again?

Amy had a horrible feeling. She wanted to leave, but she found that the door had been locked. A sound of water came from the bathroom. There was already someone in this room.

Obviously, she was set up. Although she was getting more and more dizzy, she didn't panic. She bit her finger to stay sober. She bit herself so hard that her finger was bleeding.

She looked vigilantly at the bathroom door. She didn't know who was in the bathroom and was thinking about how to escape.

Seeing that there was an ashtray on the coffee table, Amy walked over to get it. Her legs were so weak now. As soon as she approached the coffee table with great difficulty, she tightly held the ashtray in her hands.

The sound of water stopped. The person inside seemed to be coming out. Sure enough, the bathroom door opened and a man walked out. He wore a simple T-shirt and shorts, water dripping from his hair.

Amy almost fainted. Her vision was blurred. Even if she bit her finger hard, she couldn't stay sober in pain.

"Miss Miller?" When the man saw Amy in the room, he was very surprised. The most surprising thing was that Amy was holding an ashtray and she was not in her right mind.

"Miss Miller, Miss Miller, what's wrong with you?" The man squatted down and helped Amy up.

"Don't come near me. Keep away from me," said Amy with all her strength. She was warning the man, but her voice was soft and seducing.

"Oh, you have a fever." The man touched Amy's forehead and felt that her skin was burning. And then he was shocked by what Amy did.

Amy could no longer control herself. She was getting hornier and hornier. She wanted to tear open her clothes. She felt so hot that she urgently needed something cold. It happened that this man's body was cold after bathing.

When the man saw Amy leaning over to him, he knew that something was wrong. Someone had drugged Amy. He was also shocked that someone had the nerve to drug Amy and set them up.