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.

for me, his voice husky as he

he left the

sat down on the edge of the bed, hurriedly

Edward’s voice was laced with

on top of the shoe cabinet, and my mind just

did you get drugged?” he

house called ‘Always Welcome!…” I

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a pair of flats, and slipped them onto my feet. The whole

and found him

must be the hormones messing with me, I

on, I’ll

onto his back. He’d already taken off his jacket, just wearing a black turtleneck sweater, and I gripped his shoulders

door shut behind us as the elevator descended. He helped me into the back seat of his

next to me.

The car started moving.

felt parched and I was breathing hard,

better.

my fingers were trembling too, and there was this restless urge inside me, making me want to reach out and touch Edward beside

away. He grabbed my

grumbling and cursing under his breath as he checked me over, saying I’d been dosed with two different drugs–no wonder it felt like a swarm of ants was eating me alive.

was that brought me

report. I said I’d report it myself—it had nothing to do with the guy who brought me here. I needed

meds to calm me down, I was feeling pretty out of it. They

by my side the whole time, never leaving. I lay there, weak as a kitten, watching him step out every now and then to make phone calls. When