After being reborn, I make up my mind to stop chasing after my husband and daughter

Chapter 602

“Edward, I think I was drugged. I feel awful. Please, take me to the hospital.” I clung to his arm, my voice desperate. “I drank something I shouldn’t have at a tea house…”

Edward stared at me in shock, clearly having no idea how to handle someone who’d just been drugged.

“I need to change clothes first… then take me to the hospital.” I staggered toward the bedroom, all I wanted was to survive.

I went into the closet, opened the wardrobe, and took out a sweater.

But my body started acting up again—that sensation like a thousand ants crawling under my skin slowed me down.

I pulled the sweater over my head…

Just then, someone came up behind me.

He just took the sweater from me.

I held my breath, didn’t dare to turn around.

But instead, he reached out and put the sweater over my neck–then suddenly stopped.

Then he started rifling through my closets, and finally pulled out a light blue bra. My mind was so foggy I barely registered what was happening as he helped me into it, hooking it at the back…

Only then did he gently tug the sweater down over my head.

I just stared at him, totally dumbfounded.

‘Figures, he’s been married before… I thought.

pants and a jacket for me, his voice husky as he said, “I’ll

left

second. I sat down on the edge of the bed, hurriedly changed, and stepped out,

you?” Edward’s voice was laced with

little fangirl, Isabelle Lynn.” He picked me up and set me on top of the shoe cabinet,

you get

called ‘Always Welcome!…”

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pair of flats, and slipped them

I looked at him and found him

the hormones messing with me,

“Come on, I’ll give you

his back. He’d already taken off his jacket, just wearing a black turtleneck sweater,

as the elevator descended. He helped

next to me.

The car started moving.

my mouth felt parched and I was breathing hard, needing to take

better.

fingers were trembling too, and there was this restless urge

He grabbed my hand and held

to the hospital, I was rushed straight into the ER. The doctor was grumbling and cursing under his breath as he checked me over, saying I’d been dosed with two different drugs–no wonder it

me in, and if I needed him to call

doctor to write up a medical report. I said I’d report it myself—it had nothing to do with the guy who brought me here. I needed proof in my

I was feeling

out every now and then to make phone calls.