Chapter 1053:
Christina understood at once what he wanted. She reached out, ruffled his hair gently, and praised him. “You’re amazing, Dylan.”
“You’re amazing too,”.
Dylan murmured, his cheeks tinged with a faint blush. If Christina hadn’t known how cold and detached he used to be, she might have mistaken him for nothing more than a shy, lovable young man.
“Sit still,”.
she instructed, moving off to fetch the medical kit.
“It might sting a little, so you’ll have to bear it,”.
she warned as she carefully cleaned the skin around his wound.
After that, she disinfected the cut, applied the medicine, and wrapped it with a fresh bandage.
Throughout the process, her hands were precise and deliberate, every motion gentle so as not to hurt him.
Dylan’s gaze kept drifting to her lips, his heartbeat quickening despite himself. He clenched his fists in silence, struggling to stay composed.
“All done,”.
Christina said at last, putting the medical kit away. “Go lie down and get some sleep. We have to visit the hospital in the morning.”
“Okay,”.
Dylan replied, obediently lying back on the bed.
Seeing that he hadn’t pulled the blanket over himself, she did it for him without thinking.
“Goodnight,”.
she whispered, turning to leave.
But suddenly, Dylan’s hand shot out and caught her wrist.
“What’s wrong?”.
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Christina asked, glancing back at him.
“Chrissie, don’t go.”.
His dark eyes shimmered with a faint mist, pleading as they locked onto hers.
With that strikingly handsome face softened by such vulnerability, who could have turned him down? Certainly not Christina. Her resolve faltered under the weight of his gaze, and she sank onto the bed, taking his hand in hers.
“Alright, I won’t leave. I’ll stay here with you,”.
she said.
Her plan was simple—comfort him until he drifted off, and then slip away quietly. She believed he was fragile now, easy enough to soothe.
But she didn’t realize Dylan wasn’t as innocent as he appeared, nor did she suspect the plans he was already weaving in his mind. He would stop at nothing to carve out a place in her heart.
“Chrissie, here.”.
Dylan patted the empty spot beside him, looking at her with wide-eyed expectation.
Christina fell silent. His eyes reddened suddenly, and his voice wavered with dejection. “Chrissie, do you dislike me?”
“No, of course not. How could I ever dislike you? You’re incredible,”.
Christina reassured him quickly.
But as his pitiful gaze lingered on her, she sighed inwardly and lay down beside him. She told herself she would calm him for now and slip away once he fell asleep.
The instant she settled beside him, Dylan’s whole face lit up with joy. His eyes gleamed, bright and unguarded. “Chrissie, you’re the best.”
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