?Chapter 996:


    “I didn’t say I wouldn’t take responsibility,” Christina stammered, her words tumbling out awkwardly. She had never imagined that her careless hand would stray to such a ce, nor had she expected Dn’s reaction. He was determined that she bear the weight of what had been nothing more than an idental touch.


    “So, you’re agreeing to take responsibility for me?” Dn asked, his eyes still tinged with red, yet filled with tender hope.


    Christina met his expectant gaze for only a fleeting second before quickly looking away. Confronted with such eyes, it was almost impossible to refuse. “I need to think about it,” she murmured, her voice faint, unable to meet his eyes.


    Dn suddenly sped her hands, his strikingly handsome face leaning closer. “How long do you need?” He wanted a clear answer, a definite timeframe, so she couldn’t brush him off.


    Christina’s eyes darted nervously, avoiding his. She feared that if she met his gaze, its pull would be too strong, and she might surrender in a moment of weakness. “Three months. Give me three months,” she finally whispered.


    Dn’s brow creased ever so slightly. He knew all too well: the longer the wait, the greater the risk of change. “That’s far too long. I’ll give you three days,” he countered without hesitation.


    Christina’s eyes flew wide in disbelief as she whipped her head and stared at him. He truly knew how to drive a hard bargain!


    “Three days just isn’t enough…” Christina frowned and muttered.


    Christina felt a storm raging inside her. She looked at Dn, saw that aggrieved look in his eyes, and suddenly couldn’t find her voice. When had he be so different? He was nothing like the man she used to know, not even a faint hint of the person he once was. Could something as simple as an idental touch really change everything between them?


    “Fine. Three days it is,” Christina finally said, giving him the answer he wanted after taking a moment to weigh her options.


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    Dn’s lips curled into a sly smile. Before she could react, he leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to her forehead. “It’s settled then,” he murmured. His words still hanging in the air, hey down and closed his eyes without another word.


    Christina froze, gripping the towel tightly, too stunned to move. Had Dn really just kissed her?


    A violent drumming erupted in Christina’s chest, crimson blooming across her cheeks like ink dispersing in water—unbidden, undeniable. Everything felt different now—not just for her, but for Dn as well. It was as if something invisible had shifted between them.


    Christina reached up with a trembling hand, touching her flushed cheek, and then quickly pulled herself together before retreating to the empty bed on the other side of the hospital room, desperate for some space.


    She tossed and turned under the harsh hospital lights, unable to sleep. The earlier kiss reyed in her head, clear and intense, no matter how much she tried to shake it off.


    Eventually, Christina rolled onto her side, gazing across the dark room at Dn’s peaceful silhouette. She let out a soft sigh, the sound disappearing into the quiet hum of the ward.


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