Chapter 105 Don’t Tell Me You’re Running a Fever Again

• “Miss Clarke!” Dexter’s face abruptly drained of all color. Max was already in such a condition, so if something were to happen to Caitlin as well, how was he to answer to Max? He was in such a panic that he wanted to go dash off in search of a doctor, but Jackson stopped him. “You don’t need to go and look for a doctor. She only fainted because she was too emotional. Support her upright, and I’ll pinch her philtrum. She’ll be fine in no time.” Jackson’s words had him feeling half-skeptical, but upon seeing his serious expression at this time, he still obediently supported Caitlin upright.
• Pinching the philtrum was a task that required skills. It wouldn’t work if one pinched too lightly, but conversely, it’d cause pain to the other person if one pinched too hard. Jackson often did this while he was in the military, but when confronted with Caitlin at this moment, he suddenly couldn’t quite let go of his inhibitions. After all, her faint feminine fragrance was wafting into his nostrils. He was a man who rarely had contact with women, though it wasn’t because of any phobia or the like, but because he felt that it was preferable to go without than to accept a shoddy option. Therefore, he’d always been chaste. However, now that he’d suddenly scented the sweet fragrance from her body, he suddenly felt restless. Realizing the direction his thoughts had taken, he hastily corralled his mind and reached out to pinch her philtrum.
• The intense pain had Caitlin exclaiming in shock, and she instantly jolted awake. Because of the angle, Jackson was facing her at this moment, so she saw his enlarged face a few inches away from her as soon as she opened her eyes. Instinctively raising her arm, a crisp slap sounded, and her palm landed on Jackson’s face once again.