Chapter 737
Chapter 737:
Her reaction only drove him wilder. Holding her cheek, he kissed her like a hungry wolf.
The air in the ward seemed to grow hotter and hotter.
Annabel didn’t pull away until the pain in her foot became unbearable. She pushed him back, gasping for breath.
Blushing, she sank into her wheelchair, suddenly shy.
Her heart was pounding so loudly she could almost hear it.
They sat facing each other in their wheelchairs, looking like two battered lovers.
Annabel steadied herself, eyes fixed on the handsome man in front of her.
No matter what happened, she would be with him.
Fuck Candy.
Since she had decided to stay with Rupert, she needed to take control—whether or not Candace really was Candy.
Rupert was clearly in love with Annabel now. How could she let Candace, that two-faced bitch, defeat her?
“Is my sincerity enough? If you keep dragging your feet, I might take it back,” Annabel said, lifting her chin as if she were relaxed. But her fingers clenched the wheelchair armrest so tightly that only she could feel how nervous she truly was.
“Alright, then. Let’s do it,” Rupert answered at once, looking at her tenderly.
Annabel let out a breath of relief when she saw his expression brighten, even if only slightly. “Great. Then once we’re both a little better, let’s get engaged p>
“Cool.” Rupert’s tone was oddly flat, but a triumphant smile flickered in his eyes.
With the tension in her chest finally easing, Annabel began to feel the pain—and the exhaustion—settling into her body.
She had only just woken up, and after kissing him for so long, she couldn’t go on any longer.
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Glancing at Rupert, Annabel said, “I’m going to rest p>
“Sure.” Rupert didn’t ask her to stay.
He watched her steer the wheelchair out of the ward, deep affection in his eyes. The moment the door closed, Rupert—who was supposedly disabled—suddenly stood up from the wheelchair.
He walked to the wall and flipped the light switch.
The room brightened instantly. Rupert then lay back down on the bed.
A few minutes later, the door opened, and Finley walked in with Chayce. The moment Chayce saw Rupert, his voice turned icy.
“If Annabel finds out you’re lying to her, she’ll never forgive you p>
If Chayce had known Rupert would use such dirty, devious tricks just to get Annabel to agree to an engagement again, he wouldn’t have saved him.
That day, Finley had brought a search-and-rescue team to find Rupert and Annabel. Rupert had been barely clinging to life, and Annabel was unconscious.
Finley had immediately called Chayce, begging him to treat them.
Chayce hadn’t wanted to treat Rupert at first, but then Finley told him that Annabel and Rupert were lovers. Besides, Rupert had jumped off the cliff to save Annabel. It was only right that Chayce treated him. He couldn’t bear the thought of Annabel waking up only to lose the man she loved, so he agreed.