Chapter 947


    “Liberty, I’m sending Zachary back.”


    Serenity said toward the direction of her sister’s room, not telling her that Zachary was feeling unwell


    and that she was sending him to the hospital.


    “Alright, be careful on the road,” Liberty answered from her room, noting out.


    Internally she thought to herself with relief that at least they had made up a little.


    The troop of bodyguards waited downstairs and seeing that their boss wast apanied by the


    missus, they were surprised, but very quickly realized something was wrong as their boss seemed


    unwell.


    “Boss.”


    Jim and the rest greeted them.


    “Missus, what’s wrong with the boss?” the bodyguards asked, concerned.


    Serenity unlocked her car and said to Zachary, “Zachary, get in the car first.”


    “Jim, can you support your boss? He’s having gastric problems.”


    Jim made a sound of acknowledgment and hurriedly helped Zachary into the car. He could not help but


    continued to rat on his boss, “The boss hasn’t been eating his meals on timetely, which is why he


    has gastric problems now.”


    “Jim!”


    Zachary red at Jim.


    Jim did not dare say another word.


    “What are you ring at Jim for? Did you think you were made out of steel or that you were some god,


    so you didn’t need to eat? Sit properly. I’m about to start driving. Later, I’m going to ask the doctor to


    give you a few jabs to help regte your health.”


    There was embarrassment on Zachary’s handsome face as he was scolded by his wife, but in his


    heart, he felt pleased.


    He knew Serenity was still very much concerned about him.


    Although he really was not trying to y for sympathy.


    If Serenity could read his mind, she would probably retort, “The man doth protest too much, methinks.”


    Zachary was silent.


    The security detail did not follow them to the hospital. With the missus around, they would just be a


    loud, gigantic third wheel if they followed them.


    The only one who could manage the boss was the missus alone.


    Even if the sky caved in, the missus would be able to hold it up. They were better off going home to


    shower and sleep–definitely a good sleep that night.


    More than an hourter, they arrived back at Brynfield.


    Serenity said as she opened the door, “You should lie down for a bit first. I’ll go prepare your


    medication and once you’ve taken it, you should rest.”


    Even without Serenity requesting it, the doctor prescribed Zachary three types of jabs. They were


    packaged neatly individually and organized ording to the time of day they needed to be


    administered. All Zachary had to do was swallow the pain.


    It saved a lot of effort.


    Of course, it was still not a fraction less painful than it normally was.


    Zachary was currently so obedient he seemed like Serenity’s pet cat. With a hum of acknowledgment,


    he entered their home andy down on the sofa.


    Serenity ced the prescription on the coffee table and grabbed arge needle from their first aid kit.


    After cleaning it with an alcohol swab, she prepared the band–aid to adhere to the injection site post–


    injection. She sat down on the single–seat sofa and took out the vials. There were about twenty of


    them in total.


    Zachary saw that she had taken out therge needle and could not help but shrink.


    She was doing it on purpose.


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    She knew he was most afraid of needles but still took such arge needle to inject


    his medication with.


    However, he did not dare say a word.


    Serenity was furious.


    Right now, if he could not say anything, then he would not say anything, lest he angered the tigress


    further and she gave him a good scolding.


    Minutester.