Chapter 2

The doctor was shocked that someone would ask for a castration.

I acted like I had no choice, saying it was so bad that it could kill me. The doctor was scared but could not do much except give me medicine to calm down my urges. He warned me to take the medicine according to the prescription or I could get really sick from it.

I agreed and took off to the bar in Southelon where Shane was bragging about his latest adventures.

When I got there, Shane was living it up with a bunch of women. He saw me coming, all fired up, and teased, "Hey, why if it isn't Mr. Gibson? What's got you visiting the bar tonight?

"Wren told everyone you've lost your touch, and here you are, at the bar late at night, instead of cozying up with your wife at home!"

The moment the words were out, the whole bar erupted in laughter. The women Shane had brought along to keep him company gave me looks of disgust.

However, I ignored their sneers and just stared at Shane coldly.

I had downed a whole bottle of pills that were meant to dampen my desires on my way over.

Any regular guy would have been ready to hit the hay after that. However, Shane? He was laughing it up, playing around with women, and getting handsy.

Maybe the medicine was not strong enough?

Just then, Shane flashed a mean grin. "Mr. Gibson, are you here to join my club?" He slung an arm around me like we were best buds. "Should've said so sooner! Come on, bro. I'll show you how to win a lady's heart!"

With a big gesture, he ordered a bottle of Ace of Spades champagne that cost a whopping 15 thousand dollars.

The women went wild, jumping around and cuddling up to him, letting him flirt as much as he wanted. They said in between giggles, "Mr. Canfield, you're the best! How about you stick with me tonight?"

Shane gulped down his drink, kissing and hugging these women, having the time of his life.

Meanwhile, my face turned beet red, a sure sign I was allergic to the booze. I shivered and glared at Shane, knowing full well he was doing all that just to get under my skin!

I held back the pain and, with a burst of anger, knocked all the drinks off the table.

Right away, Shane and the women in their tiny tops started screaming.

Shane, who was super drunk, grabbed my shirt and yelled at me, "Jasper, are you crazy? This bottle of fancy champagne cost me 15 thousand dollars! Can you pay for that?!

"You're just mad because you can't do things right, and now, you're taking it out on everyone else!"

I was so mad and ready to argue with him, but then Wren showed up out of nowhere. She did not even try to find out what was going on and just slapped me right across the face.

"Jasper! When will you stop making a scene? Aren't you just jealous of Shane?"

After she said that, she ran to Shane and hugged him, asking worriedly, "Shane, are you okay? Did Jasper hurt you?"

I watched them being all lovey-dovey in front of me and felt sick. I swallowed the pills I had in my pocket. The doctor said taking too many could make me really sick. However, Shane did not seem affected at all.

I was the one who started feeling super sick and dizzy. Ugh, I did not think the mysterious power to transfer side effects would only work one way!

Wren, looking really upset, helped Shane up and they walked away. Before they left, she told me, "Jasper, if you keep this up, we're going to get a divorce right away!"

After they were gone, I just could not hold on anymore and fell to the ground.

Luckily, I managed to mess up Shane's plans tonight, and I did not end up in the hospital with a scary allergic reaction to alcohol like I did in my previous life.

It took me a while, but I finally got up, said sorry to the bar owner, and went home to rest.

However, once I was in bed, I just could not fall asleep. I knew that until I figured out what was really going on, Shane could have me in a tight spot at any time.

As I was trying to think of a way out, a sharp pain hit me in the stomach, and I started to feel dizzy and see spots.

I was hugging the toilet, throwing up so much that I thought I was going to pass out. I thought maybe I had taken too much medicine.

I was about to call for help on my phone when I saw a new message from Shane pop up in the group chat.

Without thinking, I tapped on it and saw he was bragging about having used a bunch of condoms. He had even posted a photo in the chat.

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