Chapter 434
Chapter 434 Two Helpers Coming
Even if you hide underground, they have ways to find you.
Going back will also involve Ethan and the others.
George remarked, “I know.”
Isabelle said, “… Ethan.”
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George said, “Before I came to find you, I had already contacted General Sarratt. I believe the Dark Shadow won’t offend the military just for Ethan.”
She seemed reassured and didn’t speak again, just looked at him.
After a while, he heard her softly call his name, “George…”
George hurriedly asked, “Are you feeling uncomfortable?”
He touched her forehead and cheeks, feeling a slight fever.
“The medicine you just took contains a fever reducer. Once it kicks in, you won’t feel so bad,” he said in a comforting tone, like soothing a child.
She must have been drenched in sweat countless times.
George held a towel, hesitatingly asking her, “Do you want me to help you freshen up? It might make you
feel better.”
Isabelle looked at him but didn’t respond verbally. However, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, a faint smile devoid of much strength.
Thankfully, George was close enough to her to see it. Otherwise, he might have missed it.
He leaned closer to her, gently brushing her cheek. “What’s so funny?”
As he pressed his face against hers, closing his eyes, he felt comfort and satisfaction gradually wash over him. The built–up tension started to melt away.
It felt like instant healing.
Having not closed his eyes for days, the moment he shut them, they stung with discomfort and heat. He lifted his head to look at her.
There was
complete immersion and helplessness in his gaze as if he could see right through her. “If you had the strength to speak, you’d probably say something bold and straightforward, something that would surprise me and leave me speechless,” he said.
Isabelle thought, Really?
As he drew closer, she could see the bloodshot eyes.
It was as if he could understand her gaze. “You definitely would,” he said.
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Chapter 434 Two Helpers Coming
George said, “So, do you want me to help you freshen up?”
Isabelle remained silent.
The medicine had a bit of a sleeping effect, so Isabelle soon drifted back into a deep sleep, but thankfully, she didn’t start burning up again.
George held onto her hand, keeping watch by the bed, feeling his mind getting heavier.
It was almost four in the morning now, and the hotel was silent.
Two people discreetly moved down the corridor, their footsteps light, making their way to the front door of George’s room.
The door handle was pushed down gently.
In the next moment, the door creaked open.
George stood inside, watching the two figures at the door.
“Sir.” It was Seth who had hurried over from Alcott.
“Sir.” Lawrence, the spitting image of his older brother Seth, standing beside him.
Last time in Alcott, Lawrence happened to be out running errands, so he missed out.
The two entered the room.
Seth glanced at the bed, then pulled something out from his pocket. “Here’s what you asked for.”
George took it. It was a set of silver needles.
Isabelle had lost her needles, so George had asked Seth to bring a new set. They would come in handy when she had the strength to administer acupuncture again.
The room was dimly lit by a single wall lamp, but it was enough to see the fatigue etched on George’s face.
Seth whispered, “You should take a