Free Web NovelChapter 288: Chapter 288: Adrian, Save Me!
Just as Rosalind White was humming a tune with a smile, suddenly the door of the hospital room was opened—
A strikingly handsome face came into sight.
The smile on Rosalind White’s face suddenly froze. Fiona Vaughn had just left not long ago. Did Adrian Law happen to see that woman?
This was not what Rosalind White hoped for, so she was somewhat flustered; her previous composure and grace in front of Fiona Vaughn were gone.
"Adrian, why are you here?"
...
"Haven’t you always hoped I’d come?"
Adrian Law looked at the frail girl on the hospital bed with sarcasm, his brows cold and indifferent.
The setting sun outside the window gradually slanted, city lights beginning to twinkle, and the warm orange light flowed along the man’s perfectly angled jaw.
His dark eyes were like a vast, endless black sea, so deep, so cold.
Rosalind White’s heart was instantly in chaos, even her voice becoming awkwardly distressed.
"Adrian... please don’t speak to Rosalind like this, okay?"
She twisted her fingers, her eyes fixed intently on Adrian Law, her gaze fervent, even filled with undisguised admiration.
"Adrian, you came to the private room to visit me alone because you care about my condition, right?"
Speaking to the end, even a trace of pleading for him not to deny it crept in.
She could be calm in front of anyone, but Adrian Law was definitely the exception.
—From the first day she was brought to the Law Family, the moment she laid eyes on this man, her heart was already lost. Back then, though Rosalind White was still young, she didn’t dare even to dream she could truly be with Adrian Law one day.
But everything changed when she was eight years old.
Adrian Law was kidnapped... and she "coincidentally" became the great benefactor who saved him, declared by an oracle as his irreplaceable savior in fate.
From then on, Rosalind White shed her Cinderella rags to become the princess envied by everyone. She was madly infatuated with it all, unable to bear the thought of losing it.
Because of the master’s prophecy from Sage’s Mercy Temple, she gained the chance to be with Adrian Law!
Yet, this man remained unchanged, still not seeing her in his eyes!
How could Rosalind White not be in despair!
It was laughable to tell—Cecilia Vaughn had known Adrian Law for only a few months, while she had been a resident of the Law household for nearly twenty years.
Those twenty years of feelings, yet they were nothing compared to an outsider labeled a murderer!
...
Adrian Law’s noble and elegant face bore no warmth, and he moved his long legs, perfectly encased in suit trousers, step by step towards the bed where Rosalind White lay.
"You were right about one thing, I did come specifically to see you."
"Really?"
Rosalind White’s eyes widened excitedly, hearing her heart pound as if it were going to leap out of the left atrium violently!
She even subconsciously took a deep breath.
Adrian had indeed come specifically to see her!
And without that woman whom just seeing made her loathe!
...
Rosalind White was not without doubts in her mind, but seeing Adrian Law’s face, all reason flew out the window.
She gazed longingly at Adrian Law.
"Adrian, have you finally realized Rosalind’s true feelings for you?"
Adrian Law looked coldly at Rosalind White’s demeanor, feeling no compassion in his heart.
He slowly lowered his head.
For a moment, the distance between them was almost a half-arm’s length.
This was the closest Rosalind White had ever been to Adrian Law in over twenty years of her life. She heard her heart beating even faster, her throat feeling as if it were gripped, leaving her speechless.
"Ad... Adrian..."
"You like me, don’t you?"
Adrian Law scrutinized her from afar, his tone peculiarly calm, imbued with an innate sense of dignity and elegance, as if discussing something unrelated to himself.
It seemed to be a question, yet it was an assertion beyond doubt.
Rosalind White froze when hearing this.
Adrian Law had never responded to her feelings, so Rosalind White didn’t dare expect to hear such a question from his mouth.
Unable to control herself, her gaze grew shy, and even her hands trembled with joy.
"Yes! Adrian! I like you! No one in the world likes you more than I do!"
Her eyes held a crazed devotion, like a fervent believer fanatically obsessed with an idol.
In Rosalind White’s world, it was filled with Adrian Law’s shadow, and indeed she was his most loyal follower in his life.
...
Hearing this expected answer, Adrian Law squinted his eyes, addressed her ear with a dispassionate whisper.
"Rosalind White, I don’t like you."
"..."
The intense and fanatical smile on Rosalind White’s face instantly seemed to freeze over with a layer of ice.
With a blank expression, she looked up, tears streaming down.
"No... no problem, Adrian, I can wait for the day you come to like me..."
Adrian Law regarded Rosalind White with a distant gaze, suddenly letting out a mocking laugh.
"Do you think that if it weren’t for Cecilia, it would be your turn?"
The man’s cold indifference ruthlessly shattered the last strand of fantasy in Rosalind White’s heart.
Rosalind White bit her lip, her body curling slightly, large tears pouring forth.
"Adrian, do you still suspect it was me who harmed your sister-in-law? You saw the forensic report, my bracelet was clearly poisoned too, I..."
Before Rosalind White could finish, Adrian Law shot her a cold glance; he stood tall and imposing by the window, akin to a formidable ancient emperor.
Unquestioning, resolute.
With one look, Rosalind White abruptly fell silent.
He didn’t trust her.
Yes, she distinctly read this unshakeable belief in Adrian Law’s eyes.
...
"Are you afraid of the cold?"
A strange question dropped on her head, leaving Rosalind White dumbfounded, staring at Adrian Law, puzzled over why he asked this.
"What?"
Adrian Law’s voice was detached, ignoring Rosalind White’s full face of confusion, continuing with more questions.
"Are you afraid of pain?"
"Aren’t you afraid of being in complete darkness, unable to see your hand in front of you, and are you not afraid of becoming mute, unable to speak a word again?"
A sense of foreboding emerged in Rosalind White’s heart.
"Adrian, your questions are so strange..."
"Strange? Isn’t that exactly what you did to Mimi?"
"I, I didn’t—"
Hearing this, Rosalind White’s face drastically changed in denial.
But Adrian Law’s expression remained cold as ice, and he lightly clapped his hands. Immediately, several burly men dressed in black poured into the room from outside.
Rosalind White retreated in terror while Adrian Law gazed at her indifferently, with just a look, Wyatt Law quickly rushed forward and grasped Rosalind White’s jaw!
"What are you going to do?! Adrian, save me!"
