“Okay,”
Paige agreed, leaning her head against his chest, staring at the slow-moving fire and quietly munching on the cracker in her hands.
Enrico put an arm around her and buried his fingers in her hair, rubbing them together from time to time.
The wind howled outside the cave entrance.
The pile of deadwood had been roasting for a long time and finally caught fire, gradually warming the inside of the cave and lighting up the two faces.
Paige stuck her foot out and reached for a corner of the blanket to pull it in, so that the flames wouldn’t jump over.
Enrico tapped her leg and covered her with his clothes, “Be still.”
How badly is she hurt? She’s still acting like she’s fine.
She’s not being still.
Paige had no choice but to lean against him without arguing, feeling her stomach fill up little by little.
A spark splashed.
Suddenly, she thought of something and sat up straight, turning her eyes to his features, which were softly illuminated by the firelight, “How did you come here, secretly?”
“No, I came with a lot of fanfare. Now the whole of A-country knows that the two of us are missing.”
Enrico glanced at her, knowing exactly what she was thinking. When she first saw him, her thoughts were happy, but then she started worrying about Temple in Heaven and the slums, and her thoughts just wouldn’t stop.
“You wouldn’t.”
Paige knew that he hadn’t done so when she saw him like this, tilting her head and leaning on his shoulder, “But you still have to be careful. After all, this is still the territory of the Folsom family. It would be bad if you were discovered.”
It’s not necessarily them that would be in trouble, but the country.
On hearing this, Enrico sat there, his eyes darkening, without saying a word.
Paige didn’t notice anything wrong, and asked, “By the way, how did you know that I was stuck in the mountains and find my RV?”
After she said this, she distinctly felt Enrico’s breathing drop.
Her face changed, and she looked up at his profile. Her voice was slightly hoarse, “You met someone from the Folsom family?”
That’s right.
She was so excited to see him that she forgot that this was the Folsom family’s place. No matter how capable Enrico was, he couldn’t find her whereabouts by going beyond the Folsom family.
He still didn’t say anything.
Paige understood something, “You told them?”
her background.
Her relationship with the Folsom family had been revealed.
Hearing this, Enrico narrowed his eyes and stared at her intently, reaching out and pressing his hand against the back of her neck, forcing her to stay close to him. “This has nothing to do with whether you recognize the Folsom family or not. You are my woman, and I am the one who found you now. It has nothing to do with the Folsom family.”
The Folsom family had not done her any good. Even if she knew, what was the point of recognizing her?
Paige listened and smiled bitterly, “It’s nothing, if they know, they know.”
From what Enrico had said, the Folsom family should have sent someone to find her too. As she expected, as long as she announced her identity, the Folsom family would not want to kill her no matter what.
She added, “In fact, after I got stuck in these mountains, I regretted it. I don’t know what I was being stubborn about. It was obvious that telling my identity would solve the problem, but I had to make it like this.”
Now he is also trapped in the mountains with her.
Enrico stared at her, “You have the capital to be willful, because in the end, I will definitely take the blame for you.”
Paige looked at him, and the smile in her eyes deepened, ‘Enrico, you are so good.”
“What’s so good about it?’ Enrico raised an eyebrow.
“…”
Paige was silent, she had to think carefully about this.
“Say it, say it in detail.” Enrico pressed her neck with the pad of his finger.
This is really… forcing someone to confess.
Paige was at a loss for words, and after thinking for a while, she honestly said, “Actually, I was so stubborn and refused to take the path of maximizing my interests because I didn’t want to have the slightest entanglement with the Folsom family.”
Enrico stared at her, not taking his eyes off her.
“Say you hate the Folsom family, but that’s not it. It’s just that… I don’t know how to face such a family, and I don’t want to face these relatives.”
Paige paused, gazing into his eyes, and said, “That’s why it feels so special to have you by my side right now, instead of someone from the Folsom family.”
“Special?”
Enrico’s face turned pale. “I ran to the Folsom family’s place with the mindset that I was going to die, and I came into the mountains alone. In your mouth, that’s what you call special?”
Okay.
That was a mistake.
“I’m touched. Very touched,”
Paige quickly changed her words.
“How touched? Describe it in detail,”
Enrico pursued the matter to the root and pressed him.
If it weren’t for the fact that he really came here to look for her, she really wanted to fight with him.
Paige bit her lip and stared at his deep eyes, saying word by word, as seriously as she could, “I was moved the moment you appeared. It made me happy to die in these mountains, and it was all worthwhile.”
Enrico’s pupils were startled. He didn’t expect her to give such an answer.
She had done a lot for him, and she had said a lot of things, but no matter how much she had said, he would still wonder how much she loved him, and where this love came from, whether it was born out of sympathy for his illness, or born out of guilt for what he had done back then?
Even today, he was still confused by these doubts.
But now, he was at least completely sure of one thing: he was the person she would be happy to see before she died, and it was her love that made him want to live no matter what, and no one could compare to him, including the Folsom family, who were related to her by blood.
“Idiot,”
Enrico muttered, and lifted his hand to rub her hair roughly.
And he called her an idiot…
Paige struggled to look up at him, and saw an uncontrollable smile curl the corner of his lips.
She pushed his hand away, straightened her messy hair, and asked again, “By the way, do you want to read the suicide note?”
“No,” Enrico said, annoyed.
If it weren’t for that stupid book, she wouldn’t have put herself in this state.
“Are you sure?”
Paige laughed and raised her hand, running her fingers through his hair. “Your mother’s letter clearly states that your current state is first a headache, and then your hair will start falling out… not to mention death, are you really determined to become a monk?”
“…”
Enrico lowered his eyes and looked at the strand of short hair in her hand, his face turning black.
Him, bald?
No way!
Enrico snatched the short strand of hair from her hand, “You pulled it off. My hair is very strong, not a single strand has fallen out.”
It’s just that he seems to have lost a few strands in the past two days.
Paige silently looked at him. At the moment, he seemed like a middle-aged man who had encountered a hair loss crisis, with only his mouth left to speak.
She suppressed a smile and took out the book of doom from her waist. The surface of the book was a little damp, but the inside was still fine.
She handed the book to him, “I had a hard time getting it, so please give it a try.”
“…”
Enrico sat there, looked down at it, and frowned, with a hint of hesitation.
Paige felt that he wasn’t looking at a life-saving book of magic, but rather a secret manual for treating hair loss.
“Here,” Paige handed him the book again.
“Just take a look then.”
Enrico took the book reluctantly and said, “If there really is any cure for baldness, then just look for it.”