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.

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

left the

sat down on the edge of the bed, hurriedly changed, and stepped out, my cheeks flushed bright

did this to you?” Edward’s

picked me up and set me on top of the

you get

tea house called ‘Always Welcome!…”

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pulled out a pair of flats, and slipped them onto my feet. The whole thing was

him and found him strangely easy

must be the hormones

and said, “Come on, I’ll give you a piggyback ride

his jacket, just wearing a black turtleneck sweater, and I

as the elevator descended. He helped me

next to me.

The car started moving.

mouth felt parched and I was breathing hard, needing

better.

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

grabbed my hand and held

I’d been dosed with two different drugs–no wonder it felt like a swarm of ants was

who the guy was that brought me in,

told the doctor to write up a medical report. I said I’d report it myself—it had nothing to do with the guy who brought

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

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