Get Spoiled after Travelling into A Novel

Chapter 98 The Wound on Her Lips

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Hearing Milly’s cry of pain, Joy jumped in surprise. She quickly asked, “What’s wrong. Boss? Is the water. too warm? But you’ve just been rescued; drinking some warm water will help. When you sweat, it’ll drive away the cold.”

Milly licked the stinging corner of her lips. She was contemplating the cause of her pain.

The memory of when she almost drowned suddenly flooded back.

A man in white attire had jumped into the water and rescued her like a deity. He held her tightly in a possessive grip. His large hands encircled her waist, making it impossible for her to move. His desire was evident, and his strength was so overpowering that it seemed he wanted to merge her into his body.

As for the wound on her lips.

It seemed she had clung to his neck to get oxygen and forcibly took it away from his mouth.

Who was the man who saved her? Her whole body shivered as she thought back.

Relying on her memory. Milly quickly looked around.

Out of all the individuals dressed in white on the set, only one had wet clothes, suggesting that he had jumped into the water to rescue someone. Neal was the person sitting next to Stephanie!

Milly’s expression froze, disbelief filling her eyes. Her facial muscles were twitching, and her stomach churned with nausea.

Was Neal the one who saved her?

And the one who kissed her to give her air was also Neal?

With Milly’s face growing paler, Joy worriedly asked, “Are you alright? Are you feeling unwell? Should I call the doctor to check on you again?”

She got up and was ready to get the doctor for Milly.

She said, “Don’t bother! I’m fine. I just feel a bit…

all. In fact, she wanted to get closer to him,

her saviour, she felt an overwhelming urge to vomit. This physiological repulsion was

to stop. Alan waved them off before changing back at the

luxurious private room of the hotel,

dinner.

The Wound on

the sound

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years he had spent in the entertainment industry were not enough for him to decipher

George’s left. It was a seat specially arranged

George had come to visit him, so showing their

was empty,

legs crossed, his fingers gliding over his phone screen, rapidly sending messages to

food. No one dared to make a move either. The atmosphere turned even more oppressive,

forehead again. He gave Neal a look and urged him to speak to George. However,

into his own hands, a graceful figure stood up, holding a glass of wine,

long time no see. The other day, Grandpa was talking about you. He said he misses you and hopes

drew everyone’s

and he asked, “Stephanie, do you know Mr.

“Yes, our grandfathers were comrades in arms and very close. Our families go way

her words

that she

He quickly started to flatter her, saying, “Hahaha, turns

to chime in, “Yes, yes, Stephanie and Mr. Tate seem very

travelled all the way here to visit

a perfect

“Exactly! You’re right!”

grew more

Danny’s eyebrows shot un