Chapter 198
Chapter 198
“Don’t touch it, it’s dirty,” Grace warned.
She looked at Edgar, her thoughts clear. “This blood is fresh, which means something just happened
here. When you and Eric rushed over, didn’t you see anything?”
Edgar remained silent but nced at Eric.
I saw
Eric understood the unspoken message and exined, “I arrived first. When I came in, someone
jumping out of the window and fleeing. I managed to wound him with a knife. This blood should be from
that person.
“What happened to that person? With your skills, how did he manage to escape from you?” Grace
inquired, seeking answers.
Eric scratched his head, feigning embarrassment. “I’m sorry, it was my oversight. He had backup, so I
didn’t pursue him.”
Fine, there was no point in pursuing further if nobody was chasing the suspect.
Grace nced at Edgar again, noting that apart from his injured face and lips, he seemed fine
“Let’s go back to the Cloud View Vi,” she suggested, turning to leave the room.
Edgar followed behind her, every step pulling on the whip wound on his lower back.
Erie quickly stepped forward to support him, noticing his difort.
Curious about themotion behind her, Grace halted and turned back. “What’s wrong?”
Edgar took a deep breath, forcing a smile. ‘It’s nothing. I just slipped a bit.”
Eric rolled his eyes. How could he shift the me onto him?
Bitterly smiling at Grace. Eric said, “Yes, I lost my footing. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and grabbed
Mr. Fallen’s arm to prevent a fall!”
Grace brushed off the incident, not dwelling on it, and swiftly exited the abandoned factory.
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Edgar asked Eric to drive away the car he arrived in and return with Grace’s car. Throughout the
journey, Edgar sat upright, his suit impable, not leaning against the car seat.
Grace noticed his posture and recalled the burn on his back.
Edgar cleared his throat and spoke after a moment of silence, “It’s alright. Don’t worry, he will surely
reveal something tomorrow.”
“Good,” Grace responded, leaving the conversation at that.
They soon arrived at Cloud View Vi, entering the living room together.
While Grace leisurely changed her shoes, Edgar had already changed his clothes. He took her hand
and led her upstairs.
After climbing two steps, he stopped abruptly and said, “Grace, are you hungry tonight? I’m a bit tired,
and I want to rest for half an hour before cooking.”
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Grace felt a sense of unease but didn’t object. “I’m not very hungry. I can eatter.”
“Then I’ll go up first,” Edgar said, disappearing around the corner of the second floor.
For some reason, Grace had an odd feeling. She sensed that his subtle expressions were all the way
back.
Had the burn on his back worsened?
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She followed him to the second floor, only to find Edgar’s door unlocked.
Pushing the door open gently, she saw him lying quietly under the nket, seemingly asleep. However,
Grace noticed that he was lying on his stomach, still wearing his suit jacket.
She entered the room, walked to the edge of his bed, and sat down, reaching out to touch his forehead.
Feeling the touch of her cold hand, Edgar’s eyshes trembled. ‘I don’t have a fever. I’m just tired. I’ll
be fine,” he murmured.
Indeed, his forehead felt slightly warm, indicating no fever.
Perhaps she was overthinking things.
“Alright then, rest,” Grace withdrew her hand, preparing to get up and leave. But suddenly, she felt a
strong grip tight around her waist. Before she could react, she realized that Edgar had wrapped his
arms tightly around her, burying his head in herp while his upper bodyy on her thigh.
She was initially taken aback, not expecting him to be so bold this time.
“Stop!” she eximed, attempting to break free. However, Edgar’s grip only tightened, and he seemed
unaffected by her resistance.
Just let me hold you for a while, he pleaded softly.
Grace hesitated for a moment. She remembered her resolve from the previous night to cut off any
romantic thoughts and maintain their master-ser vant rtionship. Yet, she found herself relenting and
allowed him to embrace her.
The room fell into silence, and everything seemed to be in harmony. But Edgar’s brows furrowed, and
his every breath seemed to cause him pain throughout his body.
The burn on his back was deteriorating without proper medication, causing the pain to intensify.
However, the sweet fragrance emanating from Grace’s body was as tempting as honey, making him
reluctant to let go.
As hey on herp, Grace could sense the heaviness in his breathing and the difort in his body.
Something wasn’t quite right.
“After five days, the burn on your back shouldn’t hurt as much as before. Why does it seem like you’re
in pain?” she inquired, concerned.
Edgar remained silent, grappling with the throbbing pain in his body.
Growing suspicious, Grace reached for the cor of his shirt. But Edgar swiftly caught her wrist,
stopping her.
“I’m fine. Besides, without medicine, removing the bandage will only worsen the situation,” he said, his
voice filled with suppressed pain.
She was right, but”
“But why do you look so hurt? Did something happen today when you went out?” Grace persisted, her
worry evident. “Stand up,ke off your clothes, and let me see.”
Undress again?
Edgar felt somewhat helpless. Just as he was about to respond. Eleven knocked on the door.
“Miss, the Knight family’s bodyguard is here,” Eleven announced.
“Why would the Knight family’s bodyguard be here?” Grace wondered aloud. Could it be that the Kright
family had already discovered that Nick was missing?
The Millioure and
Eleven exined, “It’s because of the trouble caused by the Knight family’s daughter. They can’t find
Mr. Nick, and since you’re the only one in Frant City, they’re seeking your help. Miss?”
Grace fell into deep thought. Joan had been close to her since childhood, and their families had a
strong bond. If the Knight family’s bodyguards were seeking her assistance while Nick remained
captive, it was clear that something was amiss,
However, with Edgar’s condition”
ncing down at the man in her arms, she noticed him sensing her gaze and voluntarily releasing his
grip, lying back down on the bed.
“I’ll go back to sleep. I’ll make dinner when you return,” he murmured.
Having made his request, Edgar left Grace with nothing more to say. “Rest, but I still need to see you
injury when Ie back. Do you understand?” she warned.
Edgar hummed. Grace remained seated by his bedside for a while longer, observing as his breathing
gradually calmed and his expression grew peaceful. Finally, she stood up and led Eleven, Anna, and
the Knight family bodyguards out of the room.
As the sound of the car’s engine faded into the distance, Edgar called Neen into the room
“Mr. Fallen, what can I do for you?” Neen asked with concern.
Edgar clenched his teeth, inhaling sharply to alleviate the pain that coursed through his body. After a
few moments, he managed to speak, his voice strained, “The medicine cab In the locker on the first
floor’s living room, help me” treat my wound.”
“Of course, right away!” Neen promptly responded. He hurried downstairs and swiftly returned with
his medical kit in hand.
“Mr. Fallen, where are you injured? Neen inquired, his eyes widening in shock as he took in the
sight of therge, mottled bloodstains on the back of Edgar’s white shirt.
“What happened? How did you sustain such injuries?!” Neen eximed in disbelief. Edgar sighed,
the pain evident in his voice. “It’s a long story. Just help me take off my suit.”
Neen didn’t dare to waste any time. He quickly stepped forward, assisting Edgar in removing his
suit jacket. However, as the fabric fell away, Neen’s shock deepened at the sight of the gruesome
burns and wounds that marred Edgar’s back.
“This is” This is terrible! How did this happen? Neen asked, his voice filled with concern and
compassion.