Chapter 1304


    The hospital room was quiet except for Arabe and Gordon, the only two remaining in the soft hum of


    the sterile space.


    Gordon stole a nce at the girl''s striking profile, his heart hammering in his chest. He quickly averted


    his gaze, his voiceced with nervousness, "Ms. Be, I''m here if you need anything. You can rest after


    you''re done with the report"


    “I''m not tired."


    "Should I get you a ss of water?"


    "I''m not thirsty.” Arabe flipped to the third page of the report, her eyelids never lifting.


    “Maybe I can have some food brought in."


    "No need.” Arabe’s voice was drawling, “Gordon, if you''re really that bored, just y some games on


    your phone, but keep it down, will you?"


    Gordon''s cheeks flushed a shade of red as he nodded andplied.


    He wondered how the situation was faring on Mr. Griffith''s end.


    Unable to resist, he took another peek at Arabe. Even in the dim light, her beauty was captivating.


    Time seemed to slow until Arabe eventually drifted off to sleep. Gordon fetched a spare nket,


    intending to cover her gently, but even the slightest rustle reached Arabe''s ears, prompting her to


    instinctivelysh out in self-defense.


    "Ms. Be, it''s chilly. I didn''t want you to catch cold." Gordon stammered, after receiving an unintended


    p.


    Upon seeing the nket in his hands, Arabe murmured an apology.


    So close to her, Gordon could see the porcin smoothness of her skin and her longshes. His


    heartbeat was thunderous, and realizing his own awkwardness, he quickly said, "It''s alright, I''ll wait


    outside"


    After handing her the nket, he hurried onto the balcony.


    The next morning dawned.


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    Arabe was awakened by the sound of a phone call. As she lifted her gaze, she realized she had


    fallen asleep at some point, now wrapped in a soft, fuzzy nket.


    Looking towards the balcony, she saw the person there had finished their call and instinctively nced


    her way.


    Their eyes met briefly before Gordon quickly looked away.


    He opened the balcony door, and the brisk, snowy air rushed in.


    "Ms. Be, you''re up. Mr. Griffith said Mrs. Griffith made it home safely. There''s no need to stay at the


    hospital.


    Shall I take you back?"


    "My aunt''s back?” Arabe rose from her seat, “Alright, I''ll go see her."


    Her aunt had been staying with the enemy for so long. Arabe worried about her aunt''s wellbeing and


    the severity of any possible injuries.


    After checking on the elderly patient in the bed and finding nothing amiss, Arabe prepared to leave.


    Passing by Gordon, she could feel the chill emanating from him. She nced up, “Did you stay out on


    the balcony all night?"


    “Ah-choo!" Gordon, caught off quard that Arabe noticed such a small detail, exined, "It''s not


    proper for a man and a woman to stay in the same room. I didn''t want Mr. McMillian to get the wrong


    idea."


    Arabe nodded, "Well, make sure to take some cold medicine when you get back."


    “Will do."


    Gordon snuck another nce at her retreating figure, though in truth, it was because being alone with


    her made his heart race too fiercely. He needed to step outside to calm his nerves.


    Half an hourter.


    As Arabe returned to the manor, Bard was justing downstairs.


    “Be, you had a rough night. Your aunt is back safe and sound, and she''s already resting. You should


    get some sleep too,” he said with concern.