?Chapter 1304:
Even if it meant keeping her by force, he would make sure she lived infort and luxury, like a beautiful bird trapped in a golden cage.
All he truly wanted was to have Christina by his side forever.
The week had slipped by so swiftly that it felt as though it vanished in the blink of an eye.
Dn had dyed his departure from Jasgow until evening, unwilling to cut short even a moment with Chrissie.
He was about to leave her again, and it pained him how quickly time had passed.
All he wished now was for time to rush forward once he returned to Dorfield, so that the days apart would fade fast and he could see her again.
The instant he got back to Dorfield, he intended to finish all his work swiftly, freeing himself to return to Jasgow as soon as possible.
Even while Christina was in Jasgow, her schedule left her no rest—she was constantly buried in work, often staying upte into the night.
The time they managed to spend together each day was short, yet it filled him with quiet happiness.
Those brief, stolen moments were precious to him—fragments of beauty he treasured deeply.
The mural restoration project operated on two alternating shifts, day and night, with everyone working relentlessly around the clock.
At times, when the night crew faced a particrly tricky problem, they had no choice but to call and wake Christina.
He could only watch helplessly as he apanied her, half-asleep and weary, to the site to sort things out.
Sometimes, when she was called in during the middle of the night, she could only catch up on her lost sleep at dawn after returning home.
Each time he saw her exhaustion, Dn’s heart ached miserably, but there was nothing he could do to ease her burden.
He knew nothing about the art of cultural preservation or mural restoration.
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All he could manage was to prepare nutritious meals for her, hoping they would at least restore a bit of her strength.
Had he known how much the restoration would take out of her, he would have tried to stop her from taking the job in the first ce.
Whenever Dn thought about how overworked she was, his frustration would turn toward the Dawson family.
Within a matter of days, the three members of that family had already suffered two “idents.” They were hospitalized and would need at least two or three more weeks of recovery before discharge.
Dn figured that since his aim wasn’t to take Brendon’s life—only to make him suffer a little—Christina wouldn’t hold it against him.
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