Comeback Of The Adored Heiress

Chapter 1191

Chapter 1191:

The bright light was blinding, the ceiling swayed far above, and Waylon’s breaths grew heavier as heat flushed through his body. His senses felt off, like they were no longer his own.

Waylon tried to piece together broken fragments of memory. He remembered the hotel and realizing his drink had been spiked. He’d called his assistant, asking him to hurry, but after that, his memory blurred. Now, he couldn’t figure out what was happening.

“Waylon, let me take your temperature!” Evie rushed to his side, carrying a first-aid kit. But as her hand reached out, Waylon grabbed her wrist firmly.

“Leave me alone!” His eyes burned with suspicion, and his tense face revealed just how hard he was fighting to stay in control.

“Waylon, it’s me, Evie. You’re unwell. Let me help you,” Evie said softly, trying to calm him. She winced as his grip tightened, causing her wrist to ache.

Evie?

softened something in Waylon. He blinked, recognizing her, and his rigid expression eased

you should leave,” he

doctor…

his system with unrelenting intensity. The longer Evie stayed, the greater the risk

him like this, abandon him and walk out? How

you’re not thinking straight. Don’t speak. Let me take your temperature first. Even if I call the doctor,

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through him. The desire he had been desperately trying to suppress flared uncontrollably, like a spark igniting

scent of Evie lingered around him—light, fragrant, and utterly intoxicating. His

“Waylon! Ugh…”

out of

the changes within herself, she realized, with sinking dread, that

a night of