She frantically tried to stop his bleeding by pressing her hand against his wound. She fumbled for her phone to dial for help, but her hand was shaking so badly that she couldnât dial the numbers.
His face was growing paler from the blood loss, but he still managed to force a smile. He opened his mouth weakly âCan you forgive me now?â
Her eyes welled up with tears as she nodded forcefully. âYou canât die! You canâtâ¦â
But his eyes slowly closed, as if he were losing consciousness.
âNo!â
Ellinor woke up in a cold sweat.
âMs. Mendoza, are you okay?â
She blinked her eyes open to see her housemaid looking at her worriedly. âMs. Mendoza, youâre sweating a lot. Are you feeling unwell? Should I call for a doctor?â
Still dazed, Ellinor shook her head and waved her hand dismissively. âNo need, Iâm fine.â
The maid handed her a tissue to wipe her sweat and then went to pour her a glass of water.
Ellinorâs breathing was unsteady, and her chest was heaving in pain.
The deep pain from the dream left her dazed, even though she knew it was just a dream.
She just wanted to keep her distance from him, but she didnât want him to get hurt.
This was so suffocating!
Oddly, why would she have such a dream?
She took the water from the maid, took a sip to calm her nerves, and took a deep breath.
Then Byran came back.
Had she slept for an hour?
Ellinor took another sip of water and casually asked Byran. âSo, did you sweep Ida off her feet?â
Byran didnât answer, his face gloomy as he trudged upstairs.
Ida had been ignoring him; she was not even willing to eat with him.
Was his outfit really that ridiculous?
So annoying!
Ida was so hard to please!
After watching Byranâs disappointed figure disappear upstairs, Ellinor raised an eyebrow.
She was not surprised in the least. This was all within her predictions.
Ida hated pretentious people; she would be amazed if she paid any attention to him.
She glanced at her phone. Theo hadnât sent another message after the last one.
How rarel Ellinor felt a bit uneasy, but she couldnât pinpoint what was bothering her.
She must be overthinking Who in the world would dare mess with the Blanchet family? Who would be crazy enough to mess with Theo? That was just asking for trouble.
After having the nutritious meal prepared by the nutritionist Balfour had hired for her, Ellinor started watching TV, trying to distract herself from unimportant matters.
She watched TV until late in the afternoon, when Balfour came back.
Quinton was behind him, carrying two big bags of barbecue ingredients from the supermarket.
Balfour walked over to the couch, gently patting Ellinorâs head, who was engrossed in the TV âEllinor, Iâm back. Iâve bought all the barbecue stuff you wanted, we can eat it laterâ
âOh, youâve worked hard.â Ellinor replied absentmindedly.
After handing his coat to the maid, Balfour sat down elegantly next to Ellinor. Iâve also brought back something youâve been wantingâ