“Passengers of flight F09876 heading to Akloit on Truphis Airlines, please be informed that the boarding process will commence shortly. Please proceed to the boarding gate as soon as possible…”
The sweet voice of the flight attendant echoed through the speakers, urging the reluctant couple to part ways. It was time to say goodbye.
Cheyenne had just finished her meal, and she let out a satisfied burp. “Alright, hurry and board your flight. I’m freezing, and I want to go back to sleep.”
After the restless night caused by Kelvin, she had hardly gotten any sleep. If it weren’t for Kelvin’s request for her to see him off, Cheyenne wouldn’t even want to get out of bed.
Nothing compared to the warmth of her blanket. Everything beyond her bed was foreign, and everything out of reach was distant.
Seeing her desperately eager to leave, Kelvin felt a pang in his heart as if a hole had been pierced through it. It was hard for him to bear.
Time was running out.
Reluctantly, he stood up from his seat, holding his carry-on bag. While casting a longing gaze at her, he softly advised, “Cheyenne, I’m leaving Chris here to protect you. If anything happens, don’t take matters into your own hands. Just give him directions.”
Chris was his right-hand man, and since Kelvin no longer had the protection of his former status, he knew his past adversaries wouldn’t let him off easily.
Cheyenne declined his kind offer, saying, “No need, take him with you. I have the ability to protect myself, and I have Yvonne and Eddie here too.”
She didn’t mention Eddie until now. It was just a casual remark, but it sparked Kelvin’s jealousy. He decisively declared, “Fine, let’s do it that way. Chris will stay with you so that nobody gets a chance to covet you.”
Who coveted her? Was Kelvin referring to Eddie?
In Cheyenne’s mind, Eddie had always been like a brother to her.
He wasn’t as dirty as Kelvin made him out to be.
Seeing her silence, Kelvin felt a small sense of disappointment, but how could he stay angry at Cheyenne? He affectionately touched her head and leaned closer, their foreheads touching. He whispered in her ear, “Cheyenne, I’m really leaving this time. Take care of yourself and the baby, eat well, rest well, I’ll come back earlier to be with you.”
“Mmm, wait a second.”
After hesitating for a moment, Cheyenne extended a small hand and straightened his slightly crooked collar. Her fair fingers against the black grid-patterned shirt created a striking contrast. Even through the fabric, her touch stirred Kelvin’s heart.
“Mmm.”
Suddenly, her crimson lips were captured by his, Kelvin’s kiss being unexpected and domineering, taking in her entire breath forcefully.
In a daze, it seemed like she heard a deep voice murmuring earnestly in her ear, “Wait for me, we’ll remarry.”
His voice was incredibly pleasant, low and magnetic. The warm breath on her ear made her feel a pleasant tingling sensation, but she couldn’t make out what he was saying.
When she came to, Kelvin had already gone far away.
“Remarry?”
Just wait. She hadn’t made up her mind yet.
The towering trees in the suburban forest of Truphis formed a thick green canopy, with the deep green hues appearing to be shrouded in a hazy mist.
The clear call of a crow circled above, inexplicably bringing a touch of melancholy to the atmosphere.
In the woods stood a wooden cabin, perfectly concealed within the forest, rarely visited by human footsteps, and even the surrounding wildlife was exceptionally scarce.
Yet, at this moment, wisps of purplish smoke rose from this long-uninhabited cabin, dispersing into the drizzling rain with the faint northerly breeze.
Under the eaves, a delicate little girl was using a feather fan to stoke the fire in a medicinal stove, her exquisitely lovely face tainted with a smudge of black soot, resembling a little kitten.
“Father, the medicine is ready.”
“Caitlyn, leave it to me. Be careful not to scald yourself.”
Hearing the call of the cute little girl, a clear voice filled the room, and in the next moment, a figure in a long green robe stepped out, wearing wooden clogs.
The man wrapped the handle of the medicine pot with a white towel, took a simple ceramic bowl, and poured the medicine into it.
With the sound of trickling, an unpleasant bitter medicinal scent filled the air, and the dark brown liquid didn’t look very palatable.
Nevertheless, this medicine was obtained through a request from a long-time friend and was extremely precious.
It might be a bit bitter, but good medicine tastes bitter. He believed his younger brother wouldn’t blame him once he woke up.
After preparing the medicine, Marcel carried the tray with one hand and held his daughter with the other, walking elegantly to the bedside.
On the bamboo bed lay a young, handsome man, who appeared to be around twenty-five or six years old, his complexion as pale as if he had been forcibly drained of blood.
Looking at his features, there was no need for any embellishment; he was perfect, like a sculpture.
The little girl leaned on the edge of the bed, propping up her cheeks with her hands, staring at the man with her bright eyes, unable to help tilting her head and asking her father.
“When can Uncle wake up?”
“Soon.”
Marcel pinched the man’s nose, and with his other hand, he opened his chin, pouring all the slightly cool medicine into his mouth.
The man seemed to take it in his sleep, and after all this fuss, still didn’t wake up.
“Caitlyn, the towel.”
“Yes.”
Hearing her father’s voice, the little one hurriedly trotted outside, fetched a white towel, and ran back with it.
“Wipe his face.”
“Yes.”
She was short and had short arms, and even though Benson lay still, she still had to strain to tiptoe and wipe his sweat.
After reluctantly feeding him half a bowl of medicine, Benson, who had been sleeping for several days, finally woke up.
He slowly opened his eyes, looking at the unfamiliar ceiling above his head.
Where was this?
He remembered he was injected with a drug by Gracie.
“You finally woke up. It wasn’t in vain for me and Caitlyn to take care of you for so many days. Darren, remember to come to my temple and donate some incense money.”
Only then did Benson see the two people standing in front of him. It turned out that his eldest brother and niece had saved him.