But if all the tornt afterwards cos rushing at him, he can’t guarantee what he might do!
He can’t take the risk with her!
After Noah Drexler finished speaking, Sumr Shawcross remained silent for a few seconds, then looked at him seriously.
"Noah Drexler, I trust you!"
She believed that no matter what, he would never harm her. Therefore, there was no need for him to lock himself away like this.
As her voice fell, Noah Drexler’s gaze froze, his eyes fixated on her face.
The expression on his handso face suddenly beca unbelievably complex and deep.
She just said... she trusts him...
Just as he was staring intently at her, Sumr Shawcross picked up the key and reached for his wrist.
With a soft click, the iron chain’s lock was opened.
Sumr Shawcross tossed the chain aside, her fingers touching his wrist, feeling a dampness there.
Her heart tightened, quickly lifting his wrist to help disinfect and apply dication to the wound.
Noah Drexler sat there, watching her in silence, allowing her to dress his wounds...
Before long, Sumr Shawcross finally finished bandaging the wound, and a smile appeared on her face.
"Noah Drexler, whenever you’re in pain, just say it, don’t endure it alone. I’ll help you face it." She released his hand, suddenly rembering sothing, speaking to him with so heartache.
Noah Drexler’s condition was indeed slightly better than yesterday. Although he still often broke into a sweat from the pain, at least Sumr Shawcross no longer saw him lose control.
Even though she knew it was because he was trying hard to endure, at this mont, this was the only way to fully rid himself of the virus’s effects...
And now, the only thing she could do was quietly stay by his side.
In their past life, he accompanied her in despair; in this life... she had already decided in her heart that as long as he still loved her, she would always be with him.
...
Her look of worry and anxiety moved Noah Drexler deeply, a sudden heartache filling his chest.
The next second, he suddenly raised his hand, pulling her into his embrace.
"Sumr Shawcross, I’ll be fine." He pursed his thin lips, his voice full of determination and resolve.
In the past, he might have relied solely on his own willpower to get through difficult tis, but now, he could clearly feel a newfound strength within him, supporting him...
As his voice fell, Sumr Shawcross inexplicably felt a sense of calm, especially while nestled in his warm embrace.
"Alright, if sothing really happens to you, I’ll remarry imdiately!" She nodded, playfully threatening him.
Her words made the man’s face darken, his arm around her waist tightening.
"I won’t give you that chance!" The man pressed his lips together, forcing out the words!
He wouldn’t give her the chance to remarry!
"That’s good then!" Sumr Shawcross pouted, teasing him, her long-heavy heart finally lightened a bit.
...
That evening, Noah Drexler had another episode. With no chains to restrain him, Sumr Shawcross could only feel his intense effort at self-control.
But she could do nothing, only holding him tightly.
It wasn’t until the wave of pain passed that Sumr Shawcross hurriedly massaged his temples, allowing Noah Drexler to finally drift into a heavy sleep.
Just then, there was a stir outside the bedroom.
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