Chapter 1001:
At the same time, Margot felt a twinge of concern for Vickie. Once Vickie came back and learned the situation, accepting it would not be easy. Margot decided to break the news to Vickie gently and gradually.
If Dylan and Christina truly became an item, Margot would advise Vickie to move on, since clinging to Dylan then would only cause chaos.
Christina’s eyes flicked to the spoon hovering near her lips, then to the three people watching, and her cheeks burned with embarrassment. “I… I’ll manage on my own,” she said, her hands trembling slightly as she took the bowl and spoon from Dylan.
Dylan didn’t push further. Instead, a faint smile touched his lips, and his gaze softened with affection as he watched her sip the soup.
The three watching them exchanged knowing smiles, quietly amused by the tenderness between them. Only days ago, things were completely different.
Since Dylan had been injured while protecting Christina, everything had spun out of control.
Christina drank in a rush, gulping too quickly and ended up choking. She broke into a fit of coughs. Her coughing grew harsher, and her flushed face deepened to a bright red.
“Don’t rush. Take your time,” Dylan said, his brow knitting as his hand instinctively rubbed her back to steady her breathing.
The embarrassment was so overwhelming that Christina couldn’t even form a response. Every time her eyes landed on Dylan, she was dragged back to the memories of the ward. The harder she tried to steady herself, the more flustered she became.
After finishing the soup, Christina intended to use the excuse of washing the bowl to walk away, but Dylan smoothly took the bowl from her and said, “I’ll take care of it.”
𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝖎𝖓 𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖊: ⳑ𝗮𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧼ⅽ𝗈𝗺
“Thanks,” Christina murmured, keeping her head lowered, too shy to meet his eyes.
Seeing how uneasy Christina looked, Margot chimed in, “Weren’t you all planning to watch the racing competition? You should head over soon. I’ll go back to my room and get some rest for now.”
“Grandma, I’ll walk you back.” Chloe sprang to her feet. Then, she glanced at the others and added, “Wait for me. Let’s set off once I’m back.”
The thought of seeing the legendary racer Skybreaker filled Chloe with excitement. She was already imagining herself greeting Skybreaker and asking for an autograph.
“Alright,” Christina and Dylan agreed with a quick nod.
Inside a lavish estate, a man asked nervously, his brow furrowed, “Mr. Perez, do you think anyone will realize we have someone impersonate Skybreaker?”
Finlay Perez leaned back on the sofa with his legs crossed, taking a long drag from his cigar before casting the man a sneering look. “His skills behind the wheel are flawless. Nobody will notice a thing.”
The man’s worry lingered. “But what if the real Skybreaker suddenly shows up?”
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