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Chapter 305 - 304: Does it Hurt When Touched Lightly? · Oct 13, 2026

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301 Chapter 301 - 300: Young Master Peary, Are You Teasing Me? 2026-10-13
302 Chapter 302 - 301 I... I feel uncomfortable 2026-10-13
303 Chapter 303 - 302 Uncle, I Don’t Want To 2026-10-13
304 Chapter 304 - 303 Mrs. Pei, You have no right to refuse 2026-10-13
305 Chapter 305 - 304: Does it Hurt When Touched Lightly? 2026-10-13
306 Chapter 306 - 305: Watching the Blood Surge 2026-10-13
307 Chapter 307 - 306: Lifting High 2026-10-13
308 Chapter 308 - 307: This is Abuse 2026-10-13
309 Chapter 309 - 308 Shirley Grant Has Arrived 2026-10-13
310 Chapter 310 - 309 Charles Northwood Called 2026-10-13
311 Chapter 311 - 310 Charles Northwood Returns 2026-10-13
312 Chapter 312 - 311: Enjoy Your Dinner Alone 2026-10-13
313 Chapter 313 - 312: Inviting You to Taste the Sweet and Sour Series 2026-10-13
314 Chapter 314 - 313: Encounter with Fiona Sutton 2026-10-13
315 Chapter 315 - 314: If You Like Her, Then Go Pursue Her! 2026-10-13
316 Chapter 316 - 315: Do you want to take shortcuts? 2026-10-13
317 Chapter 317 - 316 Uncle Peary’s Rogue Style Metaphor 2026-10-13
318 Chapter 318 - 317: Don’t You Want to Graduate? 2026-10-13
319 Chapter 319 - 318: Are You Asking Me for a Loan? 2026-10-13
320 Chapter 320 - 319: The CEO is... Acting Spoiled? 2026-10-13
321 Chapter 321 - 320: I Like This Surprise 2026-10-13
322 Chapter 322 - 321 His Little Bunny Isn’t Fed Well 2026-10-13
323 Chapter 323 - 322: Good, Drink It All 2026-10-13
324 Chapter 324 - 323: Oh, you’re disgusted with me? 2026-10-13
325 Chapter 325 - 324: Sword-bearing Bodyguard, I Like You 2026-10-13
326 Chapter 326 - 325: Mysterious Head Secretary 2026-10-13
327 Chapter 327 - 326: What do you think... about Shirley Grant? (Added Chapter) 2026-10-13
328 Chapter 328 - 327: Leaving the CEO at Lunch 2026-10-13
329 Chapter 329 - 328 Sophia Moore Looking for Trouble? 2026-10-13
330 Chapter 330 - 329: Uncle Peary is so sneaky 2026-10-13
331 Chapter 331 - 330 Plan Failed (Additional - ) 2026-10-13
332 Chapter 332 - 331: Don’t Bother Me Tonight 2026-10-13
333 Chapter 333 - 332: Is President Pei secretly dating Phoebe Walker? 2026-10-13
334 Chapter 334 - 333 Open Your Eyes Wide and Look Clearly 2026-10-13
335 Chapter 335 - 334: So You Were Hiding Here (Extra Update) 2026-10-13
336 Chapter 336 - 335 The Frame-Up in the Public Eye 2026-10-13
337 Chapter 337 - 336: Believe it or Not, You’re Unemployed! 2026-10-13
338 Chapter 338 - 337: The CEO is Actually Eavesdropping 2026-10-13
339 Chapter 339 - 338: Let me tell you, you’re fired (Additional) 2026-10-13
340 Chapter 340 - 339: Uncle, I’m very familiar with that man 2026-10-13
341 Chapter 341 - 340: Another Love Rival Appears 2026-10-13
342 Chapter 342 - 341: Why Wouldn’t He Like You? 2026-10-13
343 Chapter 343 - 342: Maxwell Peary, I Don’t Want to Lie to You (Additional Release) 2026-10-13
344 Chapter 344 - 343: Judging a Book by its Cover 2026-10-13
345 Chapter 345 - 344: CEO Pei was Dumped 2026-10-13
346 Chapter 346 - 345: The Rabbit’s Courage Keeps Growing 2026-10-13
347 Chapter 347 - 346 Uncle Peary is Enraged (Extra Update) 2026-10-13
348 Chapter 348 - 347 Who Did You Dine With? 2026-10-13
349 Chapter 349 - 348: Nia Mitchell, Have I Spoiled You Too Much? 2026-10-13
350 Chapter 350 - 349: Divorce Agreement!! 2026-10-13

Chapter 305: Chapter 304: Does it Hurt When Touched Lightly?

A rare smile touched Maxwell Peary’s eyes as he watched her frightened little expression, feeling quite helpless.

”If you’re afraid, close your eyes.”

Maxwell Peary approached with an alcohol swab in one hand and a syringe in the other.

Nia Mitchell shook her head vehemently. Closing her eyes would only make her more afraid. Without sight, her other senses would become even more sensitive.

”Uncle...”

Her voice was soft and pleading, sounding exceptionally pitiful.

Maxwell Peary sighed inwardly, ignored her, and went straight to her bedside.

”Whatever you’ve got to say, wait until after you get your fever shot.”

Nia Mitchell pouted. There would be no need to say anything after the shot.

”But... but...”

Seeing her stammer, unable to form a complete sentence, Maxwell Peary reached over and gently laid her prone on his lap.

”Gently, gently...”

Nia Mitchell frantically tried to struggle up, but she was no match for the CEO’s strength, so she could only lie there obediently.

Maxwell Peary ignored her, pulled down her pants swiftly, wiped the area with the alcohol swab, and then...

He inserted the needle!

”AH! It hurts—”

Nia Mitchell’s small hands tightly gripped the blanket, tears welled in her eyes, threatening to overflow and blurring her vision.

Maxwell Peary slowly depressed the plunger, administering the medicine. Although finishing quickly could relieve Nia Mitchell sooner, injecting too fast might cause her more pain.

Time seemed to freeze. After the initial sting when the needle went in, Nia Mitchell didn’t feel much else.

”Is it over?”

Nia Mitchell blinked her large, watery eyes, and the accumulated tears streamed down her cheeks.

Yet, there wasn’t a hint of pain on her face.

”There’s a little bit left.”

As Maxwell Peary spoke, Nia Mitchell nodded and obediently continued to lie prone.

Finally, Maxwell Peary deftly removed the needle, pressing an alcohol swab against her little bottom.

”Is it over?”

As she spoke, Nia Mitchell started to struggle up. Maxwell Peary didn’t stop her, instead adjusting her position so she was sitting on his lap, her entire body nestled in his embrace.

His hand... hmm, was still pressing the alcohol swab there.

”I... I can do it myself.”

Nia Mitchell hadn’t felt embarrassed before, but this position made her feel incredibly awkward, and her face turned an even deeper shade of red.

”You can’t reach.”

Nia Mitchell was taken aback. So, was Uncle Peary indirectly saying her arms were short?

She pouted silently in protest.

”Are you cold?”

Seeing Nia Mitchell was thinly clad and had just emerged from the warmth of the bed, Maxwell Peary worried she might get chilled again.

He reached out and pulled the blanket over her, wrapping it tightly around her.

Nia Mitchell reached out with both hands to wrap around his firm waist, her entire body clinging to him.

”Uncle, are you tired?”

Only now did she notice the fatigue in Maxwell Peary’s eyes and the dark circles beneath them.

”I’m not tired.”

He tossed the cotton swab into the trash can, deftly helped her put on her panties, and then placed her back on the bed.

”I’ll go get your medicine.”

Maxwell Peary, seeing her still clinging tightly to him, felt he had to explain.

Only after hearing his explanation did Nia Mitchell release her hold. She lay obediently in bed, her eyes following the CEO as he bustled back and forth.

She watched him carefully pour a cup of water and then patiently let it cool, only bringing it over when the temperature was just right.

”Take your medicine and sleep some more. When you wake up, you’ll be better.”

Nia Mitchell nodded and sat up to take her medicine.

”Uncle...”

”Hmm?”

”If one day, I get sent to a far, far away place, would you come find me?”

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