Darryl was amused; Sonya was so cross at him, yet she dared not do anything to him. He laughed inwardly and teased her. "Forget it! If you don't want to do it, then I'll have to take a rest."

"How long do you want to rest?" Sonya asked irritably.

Darryl pretended to consider it and replied, "I'll need a couple of hours. You know how scary those scaly thorns were; they almost got my meridians."

"Urgh..." Sonya was anxious to hear that.

'He needs a few hours before he could start refining the pill. Meanwhile, I'll still be in danger of a psychotic break?'

"Okay, I'll help you!" Sonya had considered it carefully. She walked behind Darryl as she bit her lips. Then, she placed her beautiful hands on his shoulders and began to massage them gently.

Sonya had not wanted to do that, but she had no choice.

Every time she felt that surge of force in her body, she felt as if she was betting on her life. Even though she had successfully overcome the challenge every time, the pain w