Chapter 316:
“Kitaso probably isn’t safe to stay in right now. She should head back to Dorfield as soon as possible,” Dylan said. He had spent more time in Dorfield and knew its security was far better than that of most cities. Of course, the safest place would be the Scott family estate in Lorbridge. But asking Christina to take Chloe all the way there? That might be asking too much—and he wasn’t sure she’d agree.
Christina looked at him.
“What about you? Should we arrange to move you to a hospital in Dorfield?”
“You all should head back first,” Dylan said calmly. As long as he remained in Kitaso, the danger would stay focused on him, allowing the others to return to Dorfield without drawing attention. He couldn’t shake the worry that the assassin organization might go after the people he cared about after the failed attempt on his life. Most didn’t know Chloe was his sister, but organizations like that had their ways of uncovering information.
Christina was quiet for a moment, then met his gaze with determination.
“Perhaps arrange for Chloe and Ralphy to return first. I’m staying with you.”
She was deeply worried. Two assassination attempts had already taken place and failed. She had no doubt a third would follow. As long as the deal remained unfinished, more strikes would come Dylan’s way. The only way to truly end it all was to dismantle the entire assassin organization.
A slight crease appeared on Dylan’s brow as he murmured, “You should leave. It’s not safe for you here.”
Christina shook her head, determination etched on her face. “You’re in no condition to be left alone. I can’t just leave you behind. And who knows? Maybe the danger has passed.”
Hesitation flickered in Dylan’s eyes. “But…”
Christina cut him off before he could finish. “My mind’s made up. Nothing you say will change it.” Her gaze was unwavering, her resolve shining through.
gαℓησν𝒆𝓁s․com offers tales worth telling
A quiet sigh escaped Dylan. “It’s not that I don’t want you to stay. I’m just worried you’ll get hurt.”
A faint smile tugged at Christina’s lips. “I know the risk. Still, you’re my friend, and I’m not leaving you behind. If anything happens to you, Chloe will be devastated. I won’t let that happen.”
Her words landed heavily. Dylan pursed his lips. Was that really all he meant to her? She was merely worried about Chloe if something happened to him? What about herself? Would she feel any sadness? Questions circled in his mind, his eyes searching her face for any sign of concern aimed at him. Yet, detecting nothing from her flawless façade, an unfamiliar ache settled in his chest. So, she only viewed him as a friend, nothing more. It made sense, though. She had only just ended her marriage, had devoted years to Brendon—maybe her heart still lingered there.
A spike of envy jabbed at Dylan every time he remembered how much Christina had once loved Brendon. For the first time in his life, he felt jealousy towards another man—not for power or position, but for the privilege of having once received Christina’s love.
If it weren’t for Christina, Dylan wouldn’t even spare Brendon a second thought, let alone feel envious. But that foolish Brendon had thrown away that precious love for a scheming woman, trampling on Christina’s feelings ruthlessly.
.
.
.