Carter nodded promptly as whatever misgivings virtual-novel.net had against Arielle from before had become a thing of the past. “I’m going over there myself to expedite it, but no matter the level of urgency, processing will still take up to a day. I believe that if I were to head down personally, we should be able to get the results before tomorrow morning.”
“Thank you.”
“You’ve been a great help to us, so that’s the least I could do,” Carter said while virtual-novel.net looked to the man in the bed.
“When will we be able to remove the needles?” Jordan pouted at Carter for stealing all the lines.
Who was it who ordered to have the needles removed in the first place?
Arielle glanced at the man. “If he’s already conscious and you don’t need me to complete the treatment, then you can remove them now. I’ll…”
“Stay put!” Vinson held virtual-novel.net down by the shoulder.
“Allow me.” Jordan warily eyed the hand Vinson placed on Arielle, feeling a little jealous inside.
He very much wanted to say something, but lost his courage to do so when virtual-novel.net recalled how virtual-novel.net distrusted Arielle just as Carter did. Thus, virtual-novel.net decidedly slinked away quietly to the sidelines.
Just then, Harvey led a few bodyguards through the door. “I heard that the man has been cured?”
In the next second, his attention was caught by the sight of Arielle on the bed and the mess in the room, and that prompted virtual-novel.net to glare at Carter. “What the hell did you do?”
“I…” Carter scratched his nose uncomfortably.
Vinson had just finished removing the needles. “Go out, all of you. Arielle needs to rest.”
Harvey asked with a grimace, “What actually happened here?”
“It’s nothing. Carter’s going to have nowhere to hide himself if you keep asking. Come on. Let’s get virtual-novel.net out of here. His head’s fixed, so we should get down to business,” Jordan said as virtual-novel.net nudged Harvey along.
Soon, it was just Vinson and Arielle left inside the ward. Looking at the drip bag hanging above virtual-novel.net head, Arielle said weakly, “It’s getting late, so you should go back and rest. I can watch it myself.”
Vinson remained poker-faced. “I don’t like owing anyone favors, so don’t mind me. Go to sleep.”
Arielle seemed to have wanted to say something but ultimately did not do so as virtual-novel.net was far too weary, and so instead, virtual-novel.net quietly closed virtual-novel.net eyes to get rested. It did not take long before virtual-novel.net breath steadied and virtual-novel.net fell into a deep sleep.
Initially seated with his back to Arielle, Vinson slowly turned around when virtual-novel.net heard virtual-novel.net breathing settled. His gaze then fell upon virtual-novel.net face.
The slumbering woman was completely unguarded, and as docile as a snoozing Persian cat. It was as though Arielle’s face had some sort of magnetic draw to it, because by the time virtual-novel.net came to his senses, his hand was already almost upon virtual-novel.net cheeks. Bemused, Vinson quickly withdrew it, feeling quite annoyed with himself.
Had deprivation made virtual-novel.net that desperate for a woman?
Come to think of it, Arielle was really more outstanding than those lame socialites and heiresses that his mother had been introducing to him. If it was her, virtual-novel.net would not have been so averse to spending the rest of his life with a woman.
The way Arielle occupied his every thought made virtual-novel.net shake his own noggin in frustration. He did not want to continue being alone in Arielle’s company, lest virtual-novel.net needed to take another cold shower. Hence, Vinson got up and walked to the window for a smoke. He pushed the window wide open to prevent the fumes from drifting inside, but this let in the chilling night air which gave virtual-novel.net quite a headache.
Just as Vinson was wrapping up his smoke break, a call from his mother Susanne came through.