novelraw Chapter 657: She is sick!
Chapter 657: She is sick!
Connor resignedly hugged her, his palm resting on her waist, providing her with supportive strength."Hold tighter, I’m cold."
"Holding too tight will make the injury hurt."
"I don’t fear pain."
Because of her words, Connor felt a sharp stab in his heart, painful and excruciating.
He tightened his arms, enveloping her entirely in his embrace, asking with restraint and heartache: "Does it hurt? Johan left some Dilaudid, should I give you an injection?"
"No pain."
Natalie Niles’ face was pale, beads of sweat formed on her forehead: "Using too much Dilaudid is bad, don’t let him inject me next time."
"He’s a doctor; he knows the side effects of Dilaudid better than you. Since he used it, it must be fine."
Connor hugged her, feeling immensely soft-hearted: "You mustn’t hold on stubbornly, listen to the doctor’s advice."
"Oh, okay."
Natalie obediently complied, closing her eyes and leaning on Connor’s chest, feeling a bit contented.
She didn’t care.
She was going to cling to him no matter what.
He couldn’t do anything about it.
She absolutely wouldn’t break up with him, let him be with another woman, absolutely not!
She drowsily fell asleep, dreaming that someone was kissing her, and in the dream, Connor’s face automatically appeared.
He didn’t know when it began, but he had pushed aside the cold and indifferent Harry Hunter and became a frequent visitor in her dreams, giving her the most beautiful experiences tenderly.
She murmured in her dream: "Connor..."
Holding her, Connor stiffened, thinking she had woken up, frightened to kiss her, only to realize a while later that she was talking in her sleep, then he pressed her head and gave her a fierce kiss.
Did she dream of him?
Dream about arguing or kissing?
It must be kissing, since he was kissing her.
Connor held her for a long, long time until his arms were sore and numb, and his stomach growled before realizing he hadn’t had lunch.
He quietly got out of bed, went to the kitchen, reheated the dishes, and ate a bit simply.
He left the porridge in the rice cooker to keep warm, ready for Natalie when she woke up.
After finishing his meal, he went out for a walk, but those watching him were still there, not having given up searching for Natalie.
Just as he was about to return, a shadow rushed toward him.
Connor deftly dodged, and the figure fell to the ground.
The figure lay dazed and disoriented for quite a while before crying out: "Master Connor, save my sister! She’s at death’s door!"
Connor looked at Zack Ginger, who was crawling to hold his leg, and frowned: "What’s wrong with her?"
"She’s sick!"
"What illness?"
"I don’t know, we don’t have money to take her to the hospital, our whole family is waiting to die, please have mercy, save us!"
Zack Ginger wailed with a piercing voice, attracting those monitoring Connor, who were perched on tree branches nearby watching the commotion.
Anyway, Connor was well aware of their presence and didn’t fear being discovered.
Connor glanced at them, responded coldly to Zack Ginger: "I can’t save you, I have no money."
Zack Ginger got up, knelt to hold his leg: "You have money! I know you have money! I don’t want much, just a million to treat my sister, can you bear to see a young girl die like this? You really like her, right? Cure her, and I’ll bring her to you!"
Connor stepped back, not letting Zack Ginger touch his clothes.
He felt an endless disgust towards Zack Ginger.