My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 630

Samba fed her various kinds of herbs and one of them worked. Christina’s numb limps started to have

feelings and she could talk again.

“What a fluke,” Christina commented in a self-mocking tone.

She’d been in dire despair and resigned to fate thinking that she would definitely die.

Now that she woke up, she couldn’t be more grateful.

She tried to recall what she’d eaten that had paralyzed her body and made her senseless like a

vegetable. She didn’t want to suffer that again.

“It couldn’t be the big bird coming out of nowhere.”

Samba had eaten it too yesterday.

At last, she thought that one of two kinds of plants was most likely to be the culprit.

One was a succulent plant that was half a meter tall without bloom. Its lush leaves were thick and juicy

and had many thorns like a cactus, but the thorns were soft.

There were many different kinds of succulent plants in this area. Some of them were edible but it was

possible that the kind Christina had eaten was poisonous. She blamed herself for being too careless.

The other kind was a fruit whose shape was very similar to that of a cherry tomato. Its skin was bright

red. Its tree was covered in these mouth-watery fruits but it actually tasted bitter and sour.

She’d plucked one and eaten half of it. The rest had been thrown away.

She decided to carefully study them after she fully recovered so that she wouldn’t eat the poisonous

one by mistake again.

The poisonous one was not worthless. It could be used against enemies.

Samba carried her in his arms and kept walking in a hurry.

“I don’t want to eat any more herbs.”

Samba grabbed a handful of some vine and tried to shove it into her mouth. Christina could speak now.

She shut her mouth tightly off and refused to eat it.

Although she hadn’t fully recovered, she secretly moved her limbs this morning and happily found that

her toes could curl. It seemed that in a few days, she should be able to walk on her own.

Samba looked at her with a serious expression.

He was very happy that she could make a sound and was getting her energy back, but it bothered him

that the cub became fussy about food again and wouldn’t take the herbs.

For the sake of her health, Samba stuffed the herbs into her mouth and forced her to eat them.

However, the cub actually bit him.

It didn’t hurt but Samba could tell from her eyes burning with fire that she was angry.

Samba took on a helpless expression on his bearded and ferocious face and stopped forcing her to eat

the herbs.

The herb was so bitter and spicy. Christina spat all of it out.”

She understood Samba was doing it for her good, but she wanted no more strange herbs.

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Christina was getting better and better but she only stretched her body furtively when Samba was

away.

She slyly pretended to be ill.

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She intended to deceive Samba.

Samba was completely unaware of it and still meticulously gave her water and meat every day.

Afraid that she couldn’t get enough food, Samba would put her on the rock during the day and leave for

a while to catch some small animals like rabbits to make her barbecue. He would give most of the meat Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

to Christina.

Christina chewed the meat and felt guilty.

But she had to do it.

She guessed that Samba was taking her to the Barbarian Market to see the doctor because he thought

she was

Now they were heading towards the Barbarian Market.

“If he knew I recovered, he wouldn’t bring me to the market.”

Samba didn’t get suspicious and scrupulously took care of Christina along the way. Three days later,

they reached the Barbarian Market.

Christina was very excited.

She finally arrived at the Barbarian Market,

It would take twice the time if she came here by herselt. Samba was sturdy and tall and walked much

faster than

her.

Christina noticed that Sambe acted stealthily after they entered the market.

It seemed that he was trying to avoid someone.

“Leona and the matriarch?” Christina immediately thought of the two barbarians.

She clearly remembered how Leona and the matriarch had expelled Samba and forbidden him to get

close to the market.

“Damn it, how could they bully around like that just because they were powerful and rich?” Christina felt

indignant for Samba.

She was gnawed by guilty more. Samba wouldn’t have risked coming here again if it weren’t for her.

Samba had brought her here to save her.

The market was boisterous as usual. Many barbarians came here to trade daily necessities. Lighters

were still very popular

Samba carried her and took many turns in the market. They walked into a secluded lane and around

them were huts made of branches. They resembled those used by African indigenous people, simple

but sufficing to shelter people from wind and rain.

Soon, Samba found Christina a doctor.

She sized up the old barbarian in front of her.

She couldn’t tell his exact age but he looked ancient with a bald head and a crinkled face. He had

bizarre feathers and shells on his head and around his neck and a stick in his right hand.

He looked more like a sorcerer to Christina.

Samba carefully placed her on the plank in the middle of the hut. The old sorcerer seemed to think that

Christina was possessed by some evil spirit and murmured spells to her. Later, he started hitting her

head hard with his stick,

“Ouch.”

It was so painful that Christina got up and ran away.

“Why did you hit me?” She forgot that she was pretending to be sick.

Samba thanked the old sorcerer excitedly after he saw Christina rise to her feet and gave him a chunk

of gold

with both hands.

Christina felt an impulse to snatch the gold back.

Samba had saved so long for that gold and that sorcerer had done nothing at all, but she couldn’t

explain it to Samba, neither did she speak their language.

Christina stomped her feet, feeling conflicted.

After leaving the sorcerer’s house, Samba intended to take Christina straight home.

Samba’s mind was simple. Now that her illness had been cure, they needed to go home.