After her rebirth by Cici

Chapter 75

Katniss, still half-asleep, heard Desmond's question but kept her eyes shut and didn't bother to answer.

Whether it was a yes or no, it didn't matter to Desmond anyway.

Desmond waited a few seconds, got no response, snorted, and left with a stern look on his face.

At the hospital entrance, Clara, her face pale and drawn, her thin clothing offering little protection against the chill, stood there, her slender figure shivering uncontrollably.

As soon as Desmond stepped out and saw Clara like that, he frowned, took a few big strides over to her, and draped his coat around her. "Why are you standing here dressed like this?" His tone was a bit harsh.

Wrapped in Desmond's warm coat, Clara felt a bit of warmth seep into her icy body. "I was waiting for you."

"It's freezing out here. Why didn't you wait inside? Are you crazy?" Desmond grabbed her ice-cold hands, cupping them and blowing warm air on them. "Don't do this again."

"You didn't call me when you came. Are you mad at me?" Clara asked timidly, her beautiful eyes looking a bit sad.

Desmond sighed, pulled Clara into his arms, and led her towards the car.

"I'm not mad at you, just pissed that your dad was so impulsive. Why did he have to beat Katniss like that, especially when she was already hurt?" Desmond paused, his eyes flashing. "You were all there, why didn't you stop him?" Clara, nestled in Desmond's arms, wrapped her slender arms around his waist. Hearing this, her eyes immediately reddened. "I wanted to stop him, but I was scared."

"It's my fault, I'm too timid," Clara choked, looking self-reproachful. "My dad was furious, and he didn't hold back. No matter how scared I was, I should have rushed in to help Katniss."

Desmond thought of how Katniss looked when he saw her earlier, feeling a sense of worry.

But Clara's self-reproachful and fragile appearance made Desmond feel pity. He lifted Clara's delicate chin and wiped away the tears hanging at the corners of her eyes.

Clara became even sadder.

spoke, "Forget it, your dad was angry. What if

my fault. If it weren't for me, Katniss wouldn't have told Dad she wanted to cut ties with us." Clara threw herself back into Desmond's arms. "If someone has to be sacrificed, I'd rather it be me. I'm the unnecessary one anyway." Clara's kindness

sympathy he

her family and insisted on interfering in his and

as cutting ties with the Manners family, no wonder it

the door and

blame on yourself. You're so soft-hearted. What will you do after graduation without me to protect you?" Clara chuckled, sniffled, and nodded lightly, her

warmly and told Clara that Maximilian would help them convince his grandfather to agree

then excitedly reached out and hugged Desmond, shyly kissing

full of tenderness, and playfully tapped her nose.

nodded happily, her eyes sparkling with

Boleyn. He was all about bloodlines and only recognized the engagement with Katniss. No matter what Clara did, in Carlton's eyes, only Katniss was fit to

shouldn't be any problem with her and Desmond's

why did Maximilian suddenly agree to

hospital room, past midnight, Katniss developed a high fever, her

moaning in discomfort,

touch her forehead

quickly agreed and ran

will be

her eyes, her body covered in sweat, feeling sticky and uncomfortable. "Maximilian, why are

glanced at the clock; it was already past

a fever. Do you want some water?"

and burning, feeling

poured a glass of water and brought it to her lips. After she drank most of it, he put it

quick check. "She was exposed to the cold earlier and got scared in the evening. It's normal to have a fever at night. Just make

prescribing the medicine, the nurse gave Katniss a few fever pills and let her sleep