Chapter 1402
The nurse at the blood-drawing station skillfully tied a tourniquet and then patted Hanna’s arm to
confirm the blood-drawing location.
“Hold her still. Don’t let her move when drawing bloodter,” the nurse reminded.
“Okay,” Calvin replied, letting Hanna lean against him with her upper body. He ced one hand on her
shoulder, and the other hand held her right arm.
When the sharp needle pierced her skin, Hanna instinctively tried to pull her arm away and escape the
pain, but Calvin held her firmly.
“It hurts…” she whimpered.
“It’ll be over soon. Hang in there,” he said patiently. Reflecting on Hanna’s usual behavior, Calvin had
never been so patient with other women except for Rosalie.
After the blood was drawn, Calvin held Hanna on the side and waited for the test results, which would
take about 15 minutes.
When he was sure that the bleeding had stopped, he got up and disposed of the cotton ball in the trash
can nearby.
But when he walked back to the chair, he found that Hanna had lifted her head, and her drunken eyes
were fixed on him.
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“I… I just had my blood drawn…” Her voice was intermittent, with her head swaying.
At this moment, she was still drunk, but she seemed to have some awareness left.
“Yeah,” he said. “Well, no more blood draws.”
“Kiss… can you kiss me… now…” she hupped and asked with her head
He pursed his thin lips. He thought if she was sober, she wouldn’t say something like this.
He sighed slightly and bent down. He looked at her and said, “You’ll regret it when you sober up…”
“No… I won’t regret it. You said… as long as I get my blood drawn, you will agree.” Her hands wrapped
around his neck again, and she looked at his face with a dazed expression. “Calvin… please… just let
me kiss you… I… really want to be your real girlfriend…”
“You already are,” Calvin said in a deep voice.
“I… already am?” she mumbled. “So, does that mean… I can kiss you whenever I want? Will you get
used to me in this way? Will you start to love me?”
As she said that, her face got closer to his.
At this moment, their faces were so close that he could feel her breath and see his reflection in her
pupils.
She was still drunk, but her desire and the tear streaks on her face made it hard for him to reject her.
If he refused, would she cry again?
Calvin remembered that when he first suggested they start a real rtionship, she had said she hoped
he would fall in love with her.
Perhaps more intimacy could make him ustomed to her presence, and maybe, without realizing it,
he might start to love her.
He thought if he could really fall in love with Hanna, it would be the best oue, and Rosalie must be
very happy!
Rosalie…
Even the thought of Rosalie would make Calvin feel a burst of pain in his heart.
“If you’re sure you won’t regret it, then.. okay,” Calvin slowly opened his thin lips and said.
The next moment, Hanna smiled again and kissed him hard.
It seemed that her lips bumped into his with such force that it almost hurt his teeth. But soon, he
focused on the soft sensation of her lips.
She kissed him seriously, which made him feel strange.
Speaking of which, he never liked to kiss. Even though he had dated many women before, he would
never let anyone kiss him. Even if he thought kissing could be regarded as superficial skin contact, he
wouldn’t kiss anyone casually.
But now, he wouldn’t feel rejected when she kissed him like this.
He didn’t know how long the kisssted, but eventually, her lips left his. However, her head tilted and
rested on his shoulder, and she fell asleep.
Calvin looked at Hanna helplessly, and he wondered how much she could remember when she woke
up tomorrow.
After getting the blood test report, Calvin went back to the consulting room with Hanna in his arms.
After confirming that she was fine, Calvin carried her back to his car.
“Go back to the vi,” Calvin instructed the driver in the front row.
“Yes, sir,” the driver replied, driving slowly towards Calvin’s private vi. Along the way, looking at
Hanna’s sleeping face, Calvin was lost in thought.
He wondered if he could really fall in love with Hanna.
Or perhaps he should ask himself if he could ever love again in his life. If he could, then he hoped that
Hanna could be the one he fell in love with.
Hanna felt like she had just had a long dream. In the dream, Calvin appeared when she was in the
most pain, and he rescued her from danger… Afterward, she seemed to have done something to him
and said a lot to him in the dream…
It felt like a beautiful dream!
But when she woke up from her dream, all she had was a headache!
She couldn’t help but groan, and then she heard a voice say, “Are you awake? I’ll ask someone to bring
you some honey water.”
Hanna struggled to sit up and half-opened her eyes. And she saw Calvin in front of her.
“You…. why are you at my ce?” She asked in a low voice.
“This is not your ce. It’s my vi. You were drunkst night, so I brought you here because I was
afraid that it would be inconvenient to go to your home and take care of you, Calvin exined.
Drunk?
Hanna’s muddled mind finally recalled what had happened yesterday, and then her face suddenly
turned pale.
She thought, “That’s right. He saved mest night. But then? What happened? Why couldn’t I
remember anything?”
As long as she tried to recall, her head throbbed painfully as if it were going to explode.
“Ah…” she moaned again, her eyebrows knitting.
“Do you have a bad headache?” he asked.
“Yes,” she muttered, and then she felt his fingers gently touching her forehead and the area near her
temples. He pressed it with moderate force to relieve her headache at this moment.
“How about now? Do you feel better?” Calvin asked.
“Yeah… I feel better now,” Hanna mumbled.
Then, Calvin continued to massage her, and Hanna’s ufortable groaning gradually turned into a
more pleasant murmuring.