Chapter 90 Stefan's Face Darkened

At first, Joann thought it was because she was too excited. She watched Martha caress Rhys' chest and thought there would be something exciting to see. Unexpectedly, the reality was not what she thought it would be. Rhys touched Martha's forehead and said worriedly, "You have a fever. Let me take you to the bed for a rest." Martha pretended to feel unwell and leaned against Rhys' chest, allowing Rhys to carry her to the bed. After putting her on the bed, the man carefully covered her with the blanket, and his long, slender fingers gently caressed her cheek. "You have a fever. Rest here and don't move around." "But ..." Martha looked at him powerlessly and opened her mouth to say something. But Rhys interrupted her... "You're sick, so you should rest. I'll get you some medicine." Hearing this, Joann frowned in displeasure and stared at the screen with resentment in her eyes. "Why isn't Rhys turned on? Shouldn't he fuck her when Martha acts so passionately?" Joann felt