Chapter 372
President Jay suddenly keeled over. He didn’t even have the strength to beg for mercy and just passed out right there on the ground.
Hunter looked at Molly lying in front of him, who looked so pitiful. He pulled up the dress she was wearing under her suit jacket.
"Hunter," Molly was still crying, her face as red as an apple. She unconsciously clung to Hunter’s clothes, as if she was scared he would leave.
"Don’t worry, I’m here," Hunter picked her up.
Molly weakly wrapped her arms around his neck, sobbing quietly against his chest. This was the first time a girl had cried in his ear. Hunter felt as if an invisible hand was tugging his heart. It was uncomfortable, and he felt guilty. If only he had been more careful, none of this would have happened.
"It’s so hot. I feel awful," Molly sobbed quietly, her face already as red as an apple.
Hunter held her as they entered the elevator. "Just hold on a little longer. The doctor will be here soon."
Molly leaned against his neck, in agony.
"Molly," Hunter’s voice was full of restrained control. Her breath on his neck was a bit warm and somewhat seductive.
"I feel horrible, Hunter," Molly’s small face was rubbing against his face, her soft lips brushing against his skin and even his earlobe.
Hunter’s breath quickened. "Behave."