With the drugged Freya being extremely restless, Bradley felt like every inch of him was riled up, making him very uncomfortable. Thus, he reached out and unbuttoned his shirt.

Upon seeing that, Freya pounced on him and bite him with bloodshot eyes.

Hiss.

The man let out a low growl as he looked down at her with a stern gaze. He gritted teeth and said, "Behave yourself, or I'll do you right now."

At that moment, Freya was not paying attention to his words. Her small hands were pressing down on his chest muscles.

The conflicting sensations of cold and heat spread through him, causing Bradley to involuntarily gasp.

Darn it, she's fanning the flames!

Bradley had a hard time suppressing himself and forcing himself to endure the discomfort as he grabbed her hands with bloodshot eyes.

He could not control Freya, so he could only keep urging Shadow to go faster. "Haven't you found a hotel yet?"

"There's a homestay nearby, is that okay?"

Shadow hesitated as he answered with his eyes scanning the road ahead while also searching for a hotel. He was already exhausted.

More importantly, he had likely taken the wrong turn as he was driving into a village, which was dimly lit with only a few homestay signs still illuminated.

Bradley suppressed his anger and spat out, "Yes."

The woman in his arms could not hold back any longer. He had no time to hesitate.

Shadow took a deep breath and stopped in front of a homestay where he witnessed Bradley rushed inside with Freya in his arms.

"Give us a room."

The drowsy owner nearly fell off his chair upon hearing Bradley's voice.

After rubbing his eyes, he looked at the newcomers to find a woman who did not seem to be entirely conscious with flushed skin. The worse was the fact that she was very young.

As for the man, his disheveled appearance and bloodshot eyes along with the hostility radiating throughout his body made him look quite abnormal as well.

The owner's first thought was…

Is he trying to rape a young girl at this hour?

"Sorry, sir. This is a homestay, not a hotel," he stammered.

Bradley impatiently signaled Shadow who then placed several banknotes in front of the owner.

"Is this enough for one night?"

The owner took one glance at the money before hurriedly replying, "Yes, it is."

"Then, lead the way." Shadow's demeanor was icy, a clear sign that he was not someone to be trifled with.

Afraid of causing trouble, the owner hurriedly led them upstairs.

However, he was still worried. Afraid that this might be a kidnapping, he immediately called the police.

Bradley kicked open the bathroom door and instantly placed Freya under the shower head.

The icy water rushed down, causing Freya's hair to stand on end. She looked up at him with hazy eyes as the chill that came after the surge of heat made her feel so empty that she could explode from it.

"H-Honey, I don't feel good."

Freya's eyes shone with tears as she pitifully looked at Bradley. "I want a hug. I'm so cold."

She forcefully embraced despite her dripping wet clothes.

Bradley was soaked through due to her hug,

As her body felt as hot as a ball of fire, not even the icy water could cool her down.

Moreover, she was blushing as she swayed like she was boneless while looking at him with unfocused eyes.

Bradley placed his palms on the wall as his eyes turned red.

Freya did not fully understand what was going on. All she knew was that she was very cold. She desperately tried to curl up against him with her wet hair still dripping as it clung to his neck like seaweed.

The suit jacket that was originally draped over her shoulders slipped off, revealing her disheveled yet sexy figure. With one glance, Bradley felt like he was about to explode.

"Behave. Take a bath first. You're covered in blood." He used his strong willpower to control himself before using his hand to lock her restless hands against his chest. He then leaned down to plant a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Freya let out a soft sigh and was about to respond to his kiss when he suddenly moved away, leaving her to pout disapprovingly as she whined and grumbled.

Upon seeing that, Bradley felt his throat close up.

He moved her so that they stood together under the shower, letting the cold water run over them.

The wet shirt clung tightly to his body, revealing his strong chest muscles and perfect V-line.

That made him look even more tempting to Freya.

She leaned against him again as she begged in a soft and aggrieved voice, "Honey, kiss me."

The girl's coyness was undoubtedly a poison.

Bradley could not resist it and immediately carried her in a bridal carry before walking out of the bathroom.

Freya was in his arms with her hands around his neck as her eyes gleamed with expectation.

"It's so cold. Hug me."

Freya held him tightly, still shivering from the cold.

The man could not resist anymore and kissed her on the lips.

All sense of rationality fled Freya's hazy mind from that kiss.

Suddenly, Bradley let her go. With his nose brushing against hers, he spoke in a voice that was deep and hoarse.

"Freya, it hasn't been a month since we made the agreement. Are you sure you want to fulfill the promise today? If you're not ready yet, I can have the antidote sent over. I'll give you time to think about it. Make sure you think carefully before answering me."

Freya hid in his arms, mumbling, "Honey, I've made up my mind."

The term "honey" made it even harder for Bradley to hold back. He roughly hooked her chin with his fingers to gaze deep into her unfocused eyes.

"It might still hurt. Are you okay with that?"

Freya grabbed his shoulder with a warm smile on her lips, nodding as she said, "I'm not afraid."

Bradley still did not act. He knew that she was under the effects of the drug. At that moment, all actions and words did not come from the depths of her heart.

He wanted to have her, but he did not want it at this time.

"I'll get Xavier to bring the cure over. Just endure it for now."

In the end, he chose the other option because he did not want her to be hurt.

After all, her body was at its most helpless and empty right now. If he forced himself on her, it would be even more painful than before.

However, just as he took out his phone, Freya reached out and knocked it away, saying, "No, honey. I don't want to take the medicine."

"Behave. You won't be uncomfortable after taking the medicine," Bradley patiently said to her. He pulled the nearby blanket and wrapped her up. He was really afraid that he would do something he would regret if he took another look at her.

However, Freya felt hot and restless. She quickly shoved the blanket aside and threw it on the ground with a sob as she accused him, saying, "You scoundrel! You don't love me anymore, do you?"

Bradley was very frustrated. He sounded like he had to force himself to speak when he next spoke.

"I love you. I think about you all the time. Still, baby, you are not in a clear state of mind right now. I am afraid you will regret it when you wake up," he softly said.

He was worried that he would not be able to stop himself.. Back then, under normal circumstances, he had to use all his strength to force himself to stop. However, tonight was different. She had been drugged, so her thoughts were muddled.