Chapter 403


    Chapter 403 Why Did You Not Return?


    Yuliana looked around and realized that she was still in the hotel room. What just happened was just a


    dream.


    However, her dream felt so real and vivid.


    She even felt how warm the blood was when it hit her face.


    She raised her hand and wiped her face at the thought of the blood in her dream and came away with


    only cold sweat on her hands.


    After a while, Yuliana picked up her phone and checked the time.


    It was four o’clock in the morning.


    She had slept for only five or six hours.


    “Why isn’t Wesley back yet?” she wondered.


    Yuliana opened her WhatsApp. Thest message was sent by Wesley, telling her not to wait up on him


    and to sleep first.


    Her mind went nk for a while, and then she typed in three words: [How is he?]


    After a few minutes, there was still no reply from Wesley.


    Yuliana hesitated for a moment. Then she got up, put on her clothes, left her room, stopped in front of


    Room 406, and knocked on the door twice.


    After a while, the door opened from the inside.


    Wesley seemed to have just been woken up, for his eyes had that blurred look to them. “Why are you


    here?” he asked in a hoarse and low voice.


    “Did I wake you up?” he said.


    Yuliana saw his sunken and wrinkled eyelids, and she knew it was not only her who didn’t sleep well


    that night. She was sure that Wesley didn’t sleep well too. She thought it must have taken most of the


    night for Wesley to dress Christopher’s wound. Besides, Wesley must have slept on the chair since


    there was no way he would sleep on the same bed as Christopher.


    “Why didn’t youe back to the room?” Yuliana’s heart ached for him. She raised her hand and


    touched the corner of his eyes, trying to smooth the wrinkles.


    Wesley grabbed her hand and pressed it against his face before kissing it twice. “I did, but you were


    fast asleep, so I didn’t want to wake you. Christopher’s wound is a little inmed. I took his


    temperature, and he had a low fever. I was worried his fever would worsen during the night, so I


    decided to keep an eye over him.”


    Yuliana knew that Wesley did that to put her mind at ease. But apart from being moved, she couldn’t


    help feeling sorry for him.


    “It’ll be morning in two to three hours. Why don’t you go back to the room, and I’ll stay here instead?”


    she whispered.


    “No, it’s okay. You should go back.”


    Yuliana hesitated. “I can’t fall back asleep.”


    She just woke up from the nightmare. The cold sweat on her back was still sticking to her skin, making


    her feel extremely ufortable.


    “Did you have a nightmare?” asked Wesley.


    Yuliana nodded.


    “Come in.”


    Wesley put his hand around her waist and guided her into the room before closing the door.


    Yuliana nced at the sleeping Christopher. His limbs were spread all over the bed, just like how it was


    last night. He quietly slept as if he was a wounded beast who had lost all of his aggression.


    Wesley also nced at Christopher. He frowned slightly and took out the thermometer to measure his


    temperature. The frown on Wesley’s forehead became even deeper when he saw the numbers.


    “What’s his temperature?” asked Yuliana.


    “It’s almost 104 degrees Fahrenheit.” Wesley put away the thermometer and took out some medicines


    from the first aid kit. He looked at Yuliana andforted her, “Don’t worry. His fever is caused by the


    infection of his wound. The temperature shoulde down after I inject anti-infection and fever-


    reducing medicines into him.”


    Yuliana nodded and stood aside. She watched Wesley take the syringe and deftly inject the medicine


    into Christopher’s body.


    Christopher, who was in and out of consciousness because of the fever, seemed to sense something.


    He struggled a little and then calmed down when the needle was pulled out.


    After the injection, Yuliana and Wesley sat down on some chairs. One hourter, Wesley took


    Christopher’s temperature again.


    When morning broke, Christopher’s temperature finally dropped below 102 degrees Fahrenheit.


    Yuliana nced at Wesley, whose eyes were hollowed out by ack of sleep. “Go back to your room


    and sleep for a while. I’ll watch over Christopher.”


    Wesley looked at her and nodded.


    Wesley was indeed very sleepy. He hadn’t had much rest for three consecutive nights. He tried to nap


    whenever he could, and except forst night, he hardly had the chance to lie on an actual bed ever


    since he came to Druobridge.


    Yuliana didn’t feel sleepy at all after Wesley left. Herputer and the books she brought to pass the


    time were all in Room 416.


    The only way she could kill the time was to scroll through her phone.


    She checked out the apps on her phone one by one. Most of them were for work, and the only two


    apps for entertainment were a social app and a short video app.


    Yuliana opened the short video app and watched a few videos about cats and dogs.


    She remembered that Rowan had asked for a pet dog before.


    At that time, she had just moved to Champs Manor after returning to Juxshire from Jeahron.


    Annie’s family had a Corgi. Rowan fell in love with the Corgi as soon as heid his eyes on it and had


    been asking for one ever since.


    But at that time, Yuliana didn’t give in to Rowan’s request for fear that he would be allergic to the dog’s


    fur due to his poor health.


    It took a long while before Rowan was able to get over his disappointment.


    It was only after Yuliana took Rowan to the arcade twice and bought a few of his favorite toys did


    Rowan forgot about the whole pet dog thing.


    But Yuliana actually liked to see children having fun with pets, so it was natural for the short video


    algorithm to always rmend her videos like that.


    She leaned against the chair and scrolled the short videos. Suddenly, she heard a low crying from


    the bed


    “W-W… Wat…”


    Yuliana couldn’t hear the words clearly, so she nced toward the bed.


    Christopher’s lips seemed to be moving and not moving at the same time. This caused Yuliana to


    wonder whether she imagined things.


    However, she heard the words clearly when Christopher spoke again.


    “Water…”


    Yuliana put down her phone and walked to the bedside. The lights in the room had been turned off, but


    there was some light from the morning sun.


    Christopher’s eyebrows were all scrunched up, and his eyes remained closed.


    Yuliana didn’t know whether he was awake or dreaming, so she asked, “Are you asking for some


    water?” Christopher frowned again when he heard her voice and mechanically repeated the same word


    “Water


    Yuliana immediately picked up the bottle of mineral water at the head of the bed, opened it, and helped


    him drink the water.


    However, Christopher was in a sleeping position. There was no way he would be able to drink it without


    spilling on himself unless he was propped up.


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    Yuliana hesitated for a while, put down the bottle, and sat on the bed. She helped Christopher up,


    careful to avoid his wounds, but he was still burning with fever and couldn’t exert any energy, so all of


    his weight bore down on Yuliana.


    Yuliana held Christopher on one side of her shoulder and fed him the water with her other hand.


    Christopher immediately gulped down the water as soon as the rim of the bottle touched his lips.


    He drank in a hurry, and some of the water spilled out of the top, drenching their clothes.


    Yuliana frowned. She wanted to clean up the mess, so she decided to put the bottle down, but


    Christopher pulled the bottle back to his mouth before she could ever do that.


    Yuliana was stunned. She cast her eyes down and saw Christopher was wide awake.


    “Well, you should be able to drink from the bottle yourself now that you’re awake,” said Yuliana.


    After that, she tried to break free from his grip, but Christopher held her tighter, not giving her break


    free. He raised his head and looked at her with his dark eyes.


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    chance to


    Yuliana panicked and struggled to break free, but the next second, the half-full mineral bottle went


    flying across the room.


    Christopher turned over and pinned her down on the bed. Then, he threw himself on top of her like a


    beast. She felt a stingy sensation on her lips before the taste of blood filled her mouth.


    Yuliana pushed his shoulder with both hands to dodge his kisses.


    “Christopher!”


    Christopher ignored her cries and continued to bury his head in her neck, kissing at the ces where


    Wesley had left his mark.


    “Ana, you are mine and only mine.”


    Christopher bit her corbone.


    Yuliana felt pain, and her hand gripped his right shoulder tightly.