Tracey scoffed. “Which law states they can’t remarry after getting divorced?” In any case, she felt that Mable and Blair were the best match. Although they were separated at the moment, given Blair’s feelings for Mable, he would definitely continue to pursue her. “That’s true.” Anthony looked upstairs again. “Is Master Blair so busy now that he doesn’t have any free time?” “Yes!” Anthony put down his teacup and stood up. “In that case, I won’t bother you any longer.” Tracey stood up. “Sure, I won’t see you off.” Anthony walked to the door. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and stopped. “Is there something else?” He turned to look at Tracey and smiled faintly. “Trace, feel free to look for me if you need any help in the future.” Tracey was stunned. “You’re not going back to Monafett?” Anthony shook his head with a smile. “Mm, I’m not.” When he came back this time, he did not think about going back. Tracey only forced a laugh. After Anthony left the

Arthur walked over and frowned slightly. “Miss, Master Blair said not to tell anyone about his injury.” “Mabes isn’t an outsider. Besides, I didn’t say he’s injured. I told her he’s sick.” Tracey glanced at Blair’s bedroom and said somberly, “Blair kept calling Mable’s name in his sleep. He misses her a lot, but he’s afraid she’ll worry if he sees him like this. He doesn’t want her to know he got injured because of her.” Arthur looked at her somewhat awkwardly and in confusion. “Since Master Blair and Ms. Jefferson have such a good relationship, why did they separate?” Tracey sighed. “Mabes liked Blair before this, but he didn’t like her. Now that he’s fallen in love with her, she doesn’t seem to like him anymore.” “Is that so?” Arthur continued after a pause, “If Ms. Jefferson doesn’t like Master Blair, why would she hurry over when you told her he’s sick?” After all, Ashdale was several hundred kilometers away from Richworth. It was not as if Mable could show up right a

The kiss was domineering. With half her body pressed against his chest, Mable was firmly confined in Blair’s arms. She was about to lose her breath. “You… Enough!” ‘What an opportunist! Will you ever stop?!’ Seeing as Mable was somewhat out of breath, Blair reluctantly let her go. He smiled faintly as he stared at her red lips. “Mabes, you seduced me first!” “Shameless!” Mable forcefully broke away from Blair’s arms and stood up. As she happened to touch Blair’s injured arm, the immense pain immediately forced him to clench his teeth. “What’s wrong with you?” Mable suspected he was injured. When she keenly noticed his frown, she instantly felt something was wrong. Blair forced himself to endure the pain and said with a smile, “I’m just sad to be pushed away by you again.” However, Mable was not fooled this time. She reached out to grab his hand. “Let me see your hand!” When she touched his hand just now, she remembered feeling that his right forearm was bandag

‘How does he know about Rory? ‘Could Rory have known about our marriage and approached him?’ Mable was a little flustered. Blair was holding her tightly, so he keenly noticed her body stiffen when he mentioned Rory. It seemed that Rahman did not lie to him—the person Mable liked was Rory. Blair looked up to stare at her with jealousy. “Mabes, is Rory that good?” “Blair, you—” Blair cut her off and asked in a low voice, “Mabes, try to like me, will you? “I’m definitely not worse than him. We can try to be together for a while, and maybe you’ll realize that you’re happier with me.” Mable stared at him dumbfoundedly. After knowing him for such a long time, this was the first time he humbled himself when talking to her. He was almost pleading with her. For a moment, Mable’s eyes were teary. She looked away and said, “Blair, this isn’t like you.” ‘Why is he being so affectionate when he doesn’t like me? ‘Who is he showing it to?!’ “Hm?” Blair pinched her chin

“Vortex!” Mable plopped into the chair, stunned. ‘Blair has been poisoned by Vortex!’ Mable had heard about the poison long ago. Some organizations would use it on traitors or captives to force confessions. Those poisoned would be in excruciating pain even if they were pricked by a needle. The worst part was that once they had a wound, they would bleed so much that it would be difficult for the wound to heal. As far as Mable knew, Vortex had been developed many years ago. Still, there had been no antidote. ‘Blair, how did you get poisoned by it?!’ Mable recalled the look on Blair’s face last night when he hugged her and said he was in pain. Her heart throbbed. He was not faking it. When she touched his wound and treated him with acupuncture, he was in immense pain. The pain was not inferior to that of the Necro Poison’s attack. Furthermore, painkillers were useless. Even so, Blair still held her tightly, refusing to let go. “Mabes, my wound hurts… “My woun