Free Web NovelChapter 839: Chapter 437: Did You Touch Her? (2)
"There shouldn’t be any major issues; she just fainted from temporary shock." The doctor onboard, a female doctor, was practically dragged over in a hurry, terrifying her half to death. After completing a full body examination on the woman lying on the bed, she found that her body showed no issues, everything was normal, and she was just in a deep sleep.
"But why isn’t she waking up?" Joshua Hughes frowned deeply, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on Avery Jane on the red bed, who still showed no signs of consciousness.
"There are many phenomena in medicine that cannot be explained, perhaps her subconscious is resisting waking up." After all, being on a ship and not in a hospital, some equipment was not available, so it wasn’t possible to conduct examinations like a brain CT scan.
Joshua Hughes waved his hand, signaling her to leave......
Sitting on the bed, he gently caressed Avery Jane’s small face, anxiously watching her, wondering what happened that made her faint like this again. He wanted her to wake up quickly; there was so much he could explain to her, but suddenly he was afraid, afraid that if she woke up and remembered everything from the past, she would absolutely refuse to stay with him. What would he do then?
"Avery, Avery, don’t be like this. Can’t we live well together?" Her long hair was rich and ink-dark, shining with a soft glow filling his eyes, flowing down her neck, and in the slightly open neckline were a few red finger marks.
Luis Hughes, that bastard, getting away so easily; he should be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks. He should have broken his hand and then broken his fingers one by one. With bloodshot eyes, he glared at those finger marks, almost going mad with anger. He must have been crazy to think she could live like this; from now on, every second, he had to be tied to her, she needed to live under his watch, where he could see her, touch her.......
What on earth did Luis Hughes tell her?
Two bodyguards dutifully guarded the door, unchanging even though people occasionally passed by. Joshua Hughes’s words were commands that they had to execute seriously.
"Give the phone to Luis Hughes." The voice from the other end of the phone carried a chilling and intimidating tone, seeming to emanate from his very bones, naturally commanding and leading others, exuding an irresistible authority.
"Luis Hughes, I’ll only say this once, listen carefully. Now repeat the conversation you had with her word for word to me. If I find out you’re hiding anything, you should see if the sharks’ teeth in the sea are sharp enough or if you’re fit enough to swim back to shore. Think carefully before you deal with me; I never joke." Joshua Hughes’s tone was cold as ice, but he noticeably lowered his volume, speaking much more quietly.
Joshua Hughes stood by the window, as if afraid of waking the sleeping beauty on the bed, suppressing the urge to roar in anger, speaking word by word. Before she woke up, he had to know what happened, what exactly Luis Hughes said to trigger her?
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Wanting to mock Joshua Hughes just moments ago, but the words choked back down his throat, Luis Hughes felt a bit afraid, knowing Joshua Hughes wasn’t joking. His face hurt so much he almost didn’t dare to drink water, like even breathing hurt. He finally learned how hard Joshua’s fists were. But was Avery Jane really so important to him? Important enough to resort to such ruthlessness?
Listening to the intermittent words from the other end of the phone, Joshua Hughes’s face grew increasingly terrifying. After hanging up the phone, he looked out the window, unsure of how to explain it to her when she wakes up.
He clearly told her he didn’t know Donna, but that past from so many years ago had been dug up like this, laid bare in the sunlight, his wild past exposed, unable to hide. Would she still believe his words? Would she still trust him? Or would she retreat back into her own world, ignoring him?
The night sky outside was beautiful, stars like scattered diamonds filling the entire sky. The gentle starlight filtered in, merging with the warm amber indoor lighting, carrying an indescribable gentleness and delicacy. The faint fragrance of roses, carried by the warm air in the room, wafted into every corner, flowing like air.
The dark night accentuated Joshua Hughes’s lofty and stalwart silhouette. Having finished the call with the psychologist, he walked steadily back to Avery Jane’s bedside, looking down at the still-sleeping woman, his deep eyes overflowing with tenderness and affection.
What does it mean for the brain’s self-protection mechanism to activate, causing her to fall into a deep sleep?
You don’t need to protect yourself, Avery Jane, I can protect you........
Avery Jane lay asleep, beautiful as an angel. Her pale small face gradually regained color in the warm room. Her long lashes covered pure, water-like eyes, casting a bewitching and alluring shadow on her eye sockets, breathtakingly beautiful.
Joshua Hughes unbuttoned his beige coat, revealing his muscular bare upper body. He kept the warm air on, fearing her body couldn’t handle it, but it was too hot for him. His casual trousers hung loosely at his hips, revealing sharply defined lines like those carved by knife and axe.
He sat down slowly, his long fingers brushing over the sleeping woman’s face, the delicate texture beneath his fingers stirring his heart involuntarily.
What should he do with her?
Joshua Hughes’s hand started to tremble slightly, "Avery Jane......"
