President’s Sweet Wife

Chapter 25 Helping Her Out

The Dawson family, including Alfred who tried to escape, was eventually under control.

The party naturally broke up, though the guests were all confused by the sudden farce, and each was

puzzled.

However, with Archie present, everyone didn't dare to ask anything.

But there was inevitable speculation in private.

Who was Archie?

He was the man at the helm of Mccarthy consortium, the man who held the lifeblood of the entire

business world.

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And the Mccarthy family, along with the Collins family, the Kawn family and the Fraser family were

known as the Four Great Families. The marriages had always been rarely made by themselves, and

were mostly alliances.

How would the Mccarthy family allow their most outstanding successor to marry a commoner's

daughter?

The crowd couldn't help but murmur for a moment.

Having been immersed in the business for a long time, they had their judgment after the initial shock.

It was normal for men to get closer with women, Archie was not an exception.

He had been so little scandalized before that it was rumored out there that he didn't like women.

But in reality, he had not met the one he liked.

Now that he met one, naturally he treated her well.

But treating her well was different from marrying her.

After all, everyone had never heard that Archie had gotten married and the Mccarthy family had

changed its mistress.

But Natalia was considered lucky. Even if there was no possibility of joining the Mccarthy family, but to

be able to be with Archie for a period of time was a blessing that others envied.

Everyone had speculations in their hearts, while Archie didn't even care about these people's thoughts.

Natalia had been drugged, which he had sensed when he had caught her.

It was because of this that he did not immediately pursue the crimes of the Dawson family as well as

Alfred.

After all, it was important to save lives first.

Inside the lavishly decorated presidential suite, Archie placed the person on the bed and turned around

to get her a towel.

The corner of his shirt was suddenly grabbed by a fair hand.

Natalia looked at him with a weak face, with a thin layer of scarlet rarely covering her delicate face. Her

red lips were slightly open.

"I want some water."

She still couldn't make a sound, but Archie could read it from her mouth shape.

“Just a minute.”

He returned, with an extra cup of warm water in his hand, in addition to a hot towel.

He walked over to the bed and sat down, helping Natalia up, feeding her half a glass of water and

taking a hot towel to wipe her face and hands.

Natalia was tickled by the heat baking on that towel, as if there were a million little bugs crawling

through her body. She was uncomfortable as hell.

She struggled for a moment, and when Archie withdrew his hand, he saw her pair of eyebrows

frowning gently, her watery eyes staring at himself, then immediately closing again, as if she was

struggling with something in pain.

The clothes on her body had long been disheveled in the struggle, and the long black sheath-type

dress was slightly spread out, revealing some of the skin.

A flush crept up her neck from her breasts, spreading to her ears and finally covering her entire face,

adding a hint of sensual voluptuousness to that pale delicacy.

The fine, soft hair was wet with sweat from the pain, sticking to the corners of her forehead and neck,

and her entire body exuded an indescribable sense of disheveled beauty.

Archie looked at her. His breathing became slightly heavy, and his dark pupils slightly deepened for a

moment.

He reached out, gently wiped the sweat from the corner of her forehead, and said in a deep voice.

"Natalia, I am your husband, you have the right to ask me anything you want."

Yet the woman on the bed acted as if she didn’t hear him.

She curled up in pain, wrapping her arms around herself and even burying her face in it, as if trying to

control herself so she wouldn't do something impulsive.

Archie frowned and reached out to feel her forehead.

The skin was hot.

His pupils darkened and he said in a deep voice.

"Are you sure you don't need my help?"

Natalia shook her head, and then she suddenly lifted her face and wordlessly said.

"I want to see a doctor."

Archie looked at the shape of her mouth and didn't say anything.

Natalia wasn't sure if he'd read it, but she really didn't have the strength to do it again, so she had to

bury her face in again. Her entire body curled up into a shrimp shape in a defensive position. Her slim

body seemed to shiver slightly.

She was holding back as long as she could.

Archie didn't even know whether to cry or laugh for a moment.

He sat on the edge of the bed, looked at her for a moment, and after a long moment, gave a cold

laugh.

It was unclear whether that laugh was self-deprecating or disappointing, and then he suddenly got up

and lifted up a thin quilt to cover Natalia before striding outside.

The doctor arrived soon after.

Almost as soon as Archie had gone out, a female doctor in plain clothes walked in accompanied by

Brian.

At this point, it was impossible for Brian to go to the hospital to find someone, but fortunately, the

Mccarthy Vila always had family doctor. He called her at once, and rushed over at a fast pace in about

ten minutes.

Natalia curled up in the thin, soft silk quilt, felt her hand being pulled, and reflexively shrank inward.

Seeing this, the female doctor said in a soft voice.

"Miss Jessica, don't be afraid, I'm a doctor, I'm here to see you."

Perhaps having heard her words, Natalia let her guard down and allowed her to pull her hand.

Then the covers were lifted. She was drugged and hot, and covered by the covers, so naturally she

was hot and sweaty, and her whole body was almost drenched in sweat.

The female doctor frowned unhappily.

"How can you cover her with quilt in this situation?

It can produce pseudo-heatstroke."

The corner of Archie's eyes twitched, and there was little expression on his face.

The female doctor didn't notice his look and carefully finished examining Natalia, then took potion and

injected it into her.

Natalia cooperated obediently throughout, without any resistance.

Brian, however, felt a vague sense of discomfort.

He gave Archie a curious glance, wondering why his boss was suddenly upset.

Ah !

He must be mad at the Dawson family and that scum Alfred!

After all, if they dared to do this to Natalia, no other man would have let them off!

Brian felt that he was too perceptive, speculating in his mind how his Boss would handle this matter,

and secretly thought of several good ways that he could take it out for his future young lady.

The doctor had finished the injection for Natalia.

She turned her head to Archie and said.

"The antidote has been injected in, but it will take a little while to heal. Stay with her in the meantime. If

she feels uncomfortable, let her soak in cold water and she'll be fine after a while."

Archie still had that expressionless, cold look on his face, but asked,

"Why can't she talk yet?"