Substitute Bride For Young Master
Chapter 32's
When Raymond returns from lunch, Alex and Billy are no longer in the room. He walked over to Lorie's bed and sat down on the chair he had deliberately placed there.
“Hey, the food in the restaurant next door is quite good. I'll buy you lunch sometime. You can order everything ... I will help you spend it ...”
Raymond grabbed Lorie's pale-looking fingers and rubbed them gently. During these 12 days, almost every time he accompanied the woman and talked to her even without any reaction. As a doctor, he knew clearly what to do with a comatose patient. Therefore, he uttered every word of his consolation solemnly.
“We haven't had time to travel again in Venice, you haven't kept your promise to treat me. I am also ... Lorie ... there's something I want to talk to you about, please .. quickly realize .. don't torture me like this. Me ...”
Raymond gasped as he felt a subtle movement from within his grasp. He opened his fist and looked at the tiny fingers he was holding.
“Lorie?” call Raymond. There was a hint of hope, but also a hint of doubt in his tone. He clearly felt Lorie's fingers move earlier.
“Can you hear me? Give me a sign, move your finger. What are you—“
Tuk.
Raymond almost jumped up in excitement when he saw Lorie's index finger tapping on his palm very slowly. It was so slow that he felt it was a little unreal.
He grabbed the phone on the table and pressed the number 1.
“Doctor! Doctor! The patient reacts! Get over here! Patient gives reaction!”
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The sound of the hum drowning made Lorie's eardrum hurt. He felt like he was being squeezed by a giant wall from the right and left sides so that all the blood vessels in his body would break at any time. Each breath of his made his lungs seem to be stoned by thousands of knives, really very torturous until sometimes he felt like dying.
However, every time he thought of giving up, there was a power from outside his body that helped him survive. Whenever he felt as if he was drowning and shaking in the cold, a warmth surrounded his fingers and kept him conscious.
The voice ... the scent .. he felt familiar, but also could not recognize it. It feels like there is a memory left behind and forgotten.
Lorie wanted to open her mouth and say that she felt uncomfortable. However, no matter how hard he tried, only pain plagued his neck and throat. So hurt. Dry and poignant, as if he had just eaten a handful of dry, hot sand.
Then a moment later, a beam of light burst in between his eyelids. He blinked once, then his pupils dilated and narrowed to adapt to the glare.
“Good, Doctor. Thank you.”
Lorie felt like her body was floating on the surface of the water so the conversation beside her was as if it was from a very far away place. He opened his mouth and used all his strength to say one word.
“A-ir ..”
No sound was heard, not even by his own ears. However, a moment later he could feel someone approaching and put something on the tip of his lips. His instinct tells him to open his mouth and drink. However, to try to tilt his head alone has made him breathless.
When Lorie was really desperate because she could not get water to wet her throat, she felt something moist and wet stuck to her lips. He immediately took a sip of the water dripping from the lump of soft object stuck to his lips. He sipped greedily every time it was glued to his lips.
“Pelan-pelan ..”
The sound ... the aroma ...
Lorie frowned. Where had he ever smelled that familiar musk and sound?
“Did anyone get sick? Where is uncomfortable?”
The gentle sweep on the back of her hand made Lorie remember the warmth that always surrounded her whenever she felt alone and almost gave up. The voice that keeps asking him to keep fighting because .. he has an unfulfilled promise? Or something that needs to be sorted out?
Lorie groaned slowly. Just trying to remember drains all his energy. Now he just wants to sleep.
Just want to sleep ....
“Rest, I will accompany you here.”
The creaking sound of something being pulled sounded almost simultaneously with a light movement beside his body. A moment later, Lorie could feel the warmth again enveloping her fingers and the increasingly clear scent of musk lurking in the air.
The woman*sighed softly before her consciousness was slowly rolled up by intense drowsiness.
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