"I don't want you to care!"
Even though Bertha was sick and seemed much gentler than usual, she still waved her hand haphazardly to push Basil Jaak away.
"If I don't care about you, no one else will!"
Basil Jaak was also annoyed. In this situation, he had to take charge with force and could not let the sick Bertha act recklessly. Otherwise, in this icy and snowy place, if her illness worsened, even Basil Jaak's vast powers couldn't save her.
Without further argument, Basil Jaak pressed forward and pinned Bertha down, forcefully making her take the pill.
Throughout the process, Basil Jaak expected Bertha to resist fiercely, but to his surprise, Bertha just dazedly, dazedly swallowed the pill.
"What did you just say?"
A while later, Bertha asked in a low voice.
"Huh?"
Basil Jaak was taken aback. Just now? What did he say? Didn't he just say, "If I don't care about you, no one else will?"
Sensing that Bertha's question wasn't just a simple inquiry, Basil Jaak didn't respond.
