When the GF9 Test Subject Became His Obsession novel Chapter 139

“Sorry about earlier. Let me make it up to you with dinner sometime.”

Attached was a crisp $2,000 transfer—straightforward and clean.

Serena replied instantly: “No need. Just send me the dinner money instead.”

Quinton blinked. This girl really didn’t play by the rules.

“What can a school nurse’s friend really do anyway? You’re still young—don’t let some guy with a fancy title fool you. At least my background’s clean. Think about it.”

Everyone in Evervale City knew one thing: when Quinton set his sights on a woman, he always got her. Especially now—she’d cost him millions. There was no way he’d let her slip away. If he did, Evervale City’s most infamous playboy would become its biggest joke.

When he saw another $2,000 message sent, Serena nodded: “Mm. I’ll think about it.”

Quinton, feeling encouraged, kept tapping away on his phone. The car was nearly back to the Morrow estate, but Sebastian hadn’t gotten a single glance from the girl.

Noah, behind the wheel, kept sneaking peeks through the rearview mirror. First at Mr. Hayes, sitting rigid and silent, not even trying to make conversation. Then at Serena, happily absorbed in her phone. And finally at the rising tension in the air, thick enough to choke on. His scalp prickled with dread. Eventually, he couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“Mr. Hayes, are you feeling alright? Did you pick up some sort of—uh—female fragrance at the club? I told you not to accompany Ms. Serena! You didn’t listen, and now look—you're probably having a reaction again.”

Sebastian, showing absolutely no sign of discomfort: …

Serena looked up. She’d promised to treat his condition, and here he was already trying to sabotage himself? Not happening.

She set her phone aside and naturally reached out to take his pulse.

Her fingers were cool. Her face was soft and close. Her scent rushed past his nose like wildfire, racing down into his lungs.

His heart, which had been calm and steady, suddenly spiked.

Serena frowned. She leaned closer, inspecting his skin carefully, then gently touched his neck.

“Open your mouth.”

To get a better look at his throat, she practically climbed into his lap.

His heart exploded.

Ba-thump. Ba-thump.

The pounding echoed in his ears. But Sebastian kept his expression as flat as ever, even as the blush that threatened to rise was tightly contained beneath his ears.

He raised his arm behind her back to keep her steady. When she finally pulled away, he asked—with complete composure—“Well?”

His voice was a bit rougher than usual.

Serena returned to her seat. “You’re fine. No allergic reaction. Just elevated heart rate and slightly high temperature. A bit of rest should take care of it.”

Noah, oblivious, beamed with pride. What a harmonious vibe he’d helped create! Maybe he’d even earn a chicken leg with his night shift meal.

Her pretty little face practically screamed one thing—keeping up appearances.

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