Love Is a Sweet Addiction

“Get lost!” Terence yelled again.

Esther shook her head in tears. “Don’t be like this. I’m afraid … Terence, you’re sick. You must open the door and take the medicine, or you will be in danger.”

Esther ran back to the cabinet in the living room. She replaced the cold medicine with a sedative Ross had given her and clutched it in her hand.

“I’m not sick! I’m not…!” Terence’s voice clearly trailed off.

Terence must be sick. Esther thumped the door and bellowed at the risk of hurting his pride, “Terence! I am your wife. I don’t care if you’re sick and I don’t care what you’re going to do to me! If you can’t face me, then how are you going to face anyone else? Terence, open the door. Do you hear me? I’m gonna break in if you don’t open it!”

Unfortunately, no matter how much Esther tried to persuade Terence, he would not open the door.

Terence was not quite out of his mind. He knew what it was like when he was ill, and how horrible he could be when he hurt others.

However, Terence did not expect Esther to be so stubborn and bold. Esther knew how awful he was when he was sick and was once bitten by him. But she still had the nerve to ask Terence to open the door.

Any other woman would have been scared to hide in a room.

In fact, Esther was afraid, but her concern and care for Terence outweighed her fear.

All Esther cared about was that if she didn’t get Terence to take the sedative soon, he would hurt himself and might even put himself in danger when he lost his mind.

Esther’s palms were red from banging on the door and she shouted herself hoarse. Thinking Terence would not open the door, Esther wiped the tears from her eyes and turned to the balcony locker.

She remembered that there were tools, which were her last resort.

Esther picked out some suitable tools from the cupboard before returning to the bedroom door. Then she swung her tool and smashed it hard against the lock. Although the lock on the bedroom door was not as strong as the front door, Esther failed to break the lock for not being a professional. She ended up sweating herself out.

Esther did not give up, however, and continued to smash the door open with all her might.

At last, after much effort, the lock began to loosen. Esther stepped back and threw herself against the door.

There was a loud bang, the door opened and Esther threw herself into the bedroom and fell on her head.

Esther winced as a sharp pain shot through her body.

However, she quickly looked up to the bed, ignoring her pain.

Terence curled up on the bed in pain.

As Esther looked at him, she remembered Terence curled up in bed in pain the first time she saw him.

Tall and powerful, Terence was much afflicted by the disease. He curled up, rolled over, and moaned.

Esther struggled to get up from the ground and rushed up to hug Terence. Only then did she realize that his body was hot, trembling slightly, and damp with sweat.

“Terence, hurry up and take the medicine.” Esther turned his handsome, sweaty face to her and slipped the pill into his mouth.

However, as soon as the pill was put into his mouth, Terence vomited it out and couldn’t eat it at all.

Esther had no choice but to take another pill from the medicine bottle and put it into Terence’s mouth. She also put her hand over his mouth to keep him from spitting it out. “Terence, take the medicine, please…”

Terence turned his face away and tried to shake off her palm, but instead of letting him have his way, Esther forced him to take the medicine with all her strength.

Esther suddenly felt a pain in her palm and screamed.

Terence bit Esther’s palm and let out a groan of anger and pain.

All Esther felt was that her palm was about to break as the blood ran down it onto the sheets.

“Terence … It hurts…” Esther gritted her teeth and tears streamed from her eyes.

Terence tasted blood but did not release his hold on Esther’s arm. Until Terence couldn’t stand the pain, he opened his mouth and let out a low growl.

While Terence’s mouth was slightly open, Esther quickly drew back her hand, which was mangled.

But instead of going away and running for her life, Esther took a pill, stuck it in her mouth, and chewed it up. Then she struggled to throw Terence down on the bed, cupped his face with both hands, and kissed his lips.

The taste of blood began to fill her mouth, and Esther knew it was her blood when Terence bit her palm. Esther forced down her nausea and risked getting bitten by Terence as she tried hard to feed the chewed pills in her mouth into his mouth.

Thankfully, Terence didn’t bite Esther. The moment she kissed his lips, he was slightly quieter and no longer so agitated. Under the darkness, Terence’s eyes moved, and he glared fiercely at Esther’s little face in front of him.

Esther met Terence’s gaze and then let go of his lips when she felt him swallow the pill.

However, Esther didn’t get off of Terence and her thin body was still on top of his, her hands pressing his arms. Ross told Esther that the most effective way to deal with Terence, who suffered from his illness, was to tie him up so he didn’t have a chance to hurt himself. Terence would recover his senses when the pain was over.

Esther never thought of resorting to this because it was so cruel and embarrassing. Esther could not bear to use it at the moment, not to mention that she did not know where to find the rope.

If Esther could keep Terence from hurting herself, she would take him in her arms like this, even if he might bite her again at any moment.

Terence moved. Esther hugged Terence tightly even when her hand hurt. However, she was ultimately not as strong as him. Soon, Terence turned over and pressed Esther under him.

Terence’s body was so heavy. His eyes were fierce and his face was contorted. He suddenly wrapped his long and slender hands around Esther’s neck as he murmured in a trembling voice, “Who the hell are you? Who are you?”

Terence’s emotions fluctuated entirely with the pain he felt in his body.