Chapter 102 A Debt of Gratitude
Thank you. Mr. Jonathan. You saved him?”
Serra looked at Jonathan her eyes filed with gratitude.
Toh might have been just a small gesture, but to her, it had changed Dickson’s entire future.
Jonathan shrugged. As long as you don’t think I was meddling”
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*had noticed something of about Dickson earlier, but instead of following him right away, he had stayed home for a bit, thinking things through In the end, he decided to drive to Dynasty Club.
It wasn’t an impulsive decision–he had weighed the risks. If Dickson got himself into trouble, Sierra would be devastated,
that would inevitably slow down the progress of her research.
Jonathan didn’t like things slipping out of his control, so he stepped in before it was too late.
Of course, he wasn’t going to tell Sierra any of this. He found that he actually liked the way she trusted him completely and “genuinely thanked him.
Just then, the hospital room door opened, and a doctor stepped out. Seeing the two of them, he frowned. “What’s your
relationship with the patient?”
Sierra quickly stepped forward. “He’s my younger brother. Doctor, how is he?”
The doctor studied her for a moment, as if assessing whether she was really Dickson’s sister. After a brief pause, he spoke.
“He has a fever, likely caused by an infection from his wounds.” He paused before adding in a serious tone, “I strongly recommend you report this to the authorities. His injuries are extensive–there are signs of physical abuse, burns, even whip marks. The worst wounds are in sensitive areas. He’s extremely guarded. Even under sedation, he reacted with fear when we tried to examine him. If you really are his sister, I suggest you find out what happened to him,”
Sierra took a deep breath, but it still took her a long moment to find her voice. Thank you, Doctor. I understand”
She had known Dickson had been hurt last night, but since he hadn’t shown much pain, she assumed it wasn’t too serious. She had no idea…
After the doctor left, darkness filled Sierra’s eyes. She bit her lower hip so hard it started to bleed, but she didn’t let go.”
Jonathan watching from the side, let out a quiet sigh. Without thinking, he reached out and did something even he didn’t expect–he brushed his thumb over her lip.
“You’re bleeding. Let go
His hand was warm, carrying that distinct pinewood scent that was uniquely his. The unexpected touch made Sierra instinctively loosen her grip, but she immediately stepped back, startled.
Jonathan had never crossed the line before. The most he had ever done was hold her hand to lead her somewhere. This was the first time he had touched her like this. She wasn’t sure how she felt about it..
Jonathan’s hand lingered in the air for a moment. He glanced down at his thumb, now stained with her blood, his brows furrowing slightly.
Even he wasn’t sure why he had done that. He just knew that seeing her like this–so teuse, so lost in her own emotions–was frustrating
Without another word, he withdrew his hand and said, “Dickson’s already been through enough. The last thing he needs is to see you like this. Pull yourself together and go check on him.”
Then, without waiting for a response, he pushed open the door and walked inside.
Dickson was still unconscious when she sat down beside his bed. Just as the doctor had said, even in sleep, he was restless- his brows furrowed, his lips pressed into a tight line, as if trapped in some awful nightmare.
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