Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 210

Helen couldn't tell how long she had slept when she felt increasingly uncomfortable. Her throat was parched, prompting her to quickly get up and drink a glass of water.

However, the cold water did little to alleviate her discomfort. Instead, the sense of heat within her seemed to intensify.

"What's happening?" Helen murmured to herself.

She drank another large glass of water to no avail as she noticed sweat forming on her forehead.

She wondered if it was too stuffy in the room, making it feel hot.

Thinking the stuffiness might be the cause, Helen decided to step out for some fresh air on the deck. Just as she left her room, she unexpectedly bumped into Chandler.

"Chandler, what are you doing here?" she asked.

After asking, Helen noticed something different about Chandler that day. He seemed irresistibly attractive to her, stirring strong desires within her.

"Chandler, you look… perfect tonight!"Helen blurted out, unaware of what she was saying. She just voiced her innermost thoughts.

Chandler sensed something was off with Helen. Her flushed cheeks were an abnormal shade of red.

He touched her forehead, and his expression changed. "Have you been drugged?"

Confused, Helen found Chandler so enticing that she couldn't help but swallow hard. All she wanted was to be closer to him.

"Chandler, you..." Before Helen could finish, Chandler swiftly pulled her back into the bedroom. With a loud thud, he shut the door forcefully and dragged Helen into the bathroom.

"Chandler, what are you doing?" Helen asked as she watched him.

Resisting the drug's effects, Chandler tried to use his phone but found no signal at sea.

His expression darkened at the thought of losing control. Without hesitation, he grabbed a stick and jabbed it into his thigh.

Pain shot through him, but it helped clear his mind. The desire weakened under the sharp agony. He felt slightly relieved and called Carles. After numerous attempts, the call finally connected.

"Chandler!" Charles greeted.

"I've been drugged. The effects are hitting me now..." Chandler's words were cut short as the call dropped again due to the weak signal.

Chandler felt frustrated and put his phone away. He glanced at his bleeding thigh before jabbing the stick in once more.

Blood flowed down his leg, but Chandler seemed unfazed. He just hoped this method would help him endure the drug's effects.