If Nala wasnât interested in Grahamâs good looks, her attention toward him seemed out of place to Lucinda.
Particularly unsettling was Nalaâs reaction when mentioning Grahamâs punishment-having to kneel while reciting the scriptures and enduring twenty lashes, resulting in his hoarse voice and swollen knees due to rheumatism.
Nalaâs expression betrayed deep sympathy, and Lucinda couldnât shake the impression that Nala felt genuinely sorry for Graham.
Lucinda pondered over why Nala would feel such empathy for someone she had just met.
Was it because Nala was inherently compassionate, or was there something more between her and Graham?
However, Lucinda recognized that these were mere speculations.
Without concrete evidence or Nalaâs personal admission, she couldnât jump to conclusions.
Lost in her thoughts, Lucinda suddenly felt herself being lifted.
Startled, she opened her eyes in a panic.
In the windowless basement, darkness enveloped Lucinda, rendering her surroundings pitch black.
Even with her eyes wide open, she could discern nothing.
In the absence of visibility, Lucinda raised her voice and called out, âWhat are you doing? Where are you taking me?â
Hearing Lucindaâs voice, Nathan froze in embarrassment, halting his actions abruptly.
âHoney, you are still awake? I canât seem to fall asleep either.
I thought I might hold you and do some squats.
â
In truth, Nathan had blurted out the excuse without much thought.
However, Lucinda found the excuse rather ridiculous.
âOuch, honey.
That hurts.
â
Even in the darkness, Lucinda managed to pinch his handsome face with remarkable accuracy.
Of course, Lucinda knew she hadnât applied enough force to cause any real pain.
âTell me the truth.
Whatâs really on your mind?â
In a pitiful tone, Nathan responded, âYou havenât had a relapse in the past two days.
So I believe the medicine prescribed by Aldric is working, and we should continue with the IV drips to solidify its effectiveness.
I waited for you to fall asleep so I could quietly take you to the lab.
â
When Lucinda heard it, she laughed and gave Nathan a quick finger flick to his forehead.
âOh, really? Do you really think this way? You could tell me straight out.
Why would you decide on your own and carry out your decision covertly, huh?â
When Nathan heard it, he became silent.
He didnât want to wake Lucinda since he believed that she was asleep.
âAlright.
Letâs go visit Aldric.
I canât seem to fall asleep anyway.
Perhaps the IV drips will be beneficial, expediting my recovery.
â
Lucinda let go of Nathanâs face and struggled to flick on the light.
Once they were dressed, the pair walked out of the house hand in hand.
In truth, having the intravenous drip while awake proved to be quite tedious.