Chapter 564
Bonnie’s eyes widened in surprise as she flinched backward to avoid Ivor’s hand. An inch more, and he would have removed her mask. Bonnie scolded, “You’ve overstepped your boundaries, Ivor.”
Ivor gazed at her and said, “You misunderstood me. There’s something on your mask, and I was trying to wipe it off.”
She pursed her lips and left.
“Wait, Ms. Bonita!” Ivor yelled and chased after her.
“Stay away from me,” she said as she picked up her pace. Suddenly, she heard a thud, followed by a grunt. She turned and saw that Ivor had fallen to the floor, clutching his belly in agony.
The veins on his forehead bulged from the pain. He even began to sweat and turn pale. Bonnie raced to him and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Ivor answered through gritted teeth, “M-My stomach hurts.”
“Is it appendicitis?” Her brows knitted tightly.
“I-I don’t know.”
It looked critical, and Bonnie dared not waste a second. She grabbed Ivor’s wrist and checked his pulse. He smirked when he noticed how proficient he

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