"Will you really do anything if I give you the antidote?" Darryl teased her as her appearance amused him.

Debra bit her lips and nodded.

Darryl wanted to laugh. This woman looked so enchanting when she was in a weak state.

Darryl became playful; he curved the corner of his mouth. "Why don't you call me 'my dear hubby'?" Darryl said as he sat comfortably on the chair beside her.

What?

Debra shuddered. Her face was flushed, and her lips were about to bleed as she continued to bite them.