Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 470 Casey Woke Up Davey was struck motionless by the way Casey addressed him. His face hardened, revealing his distress.

Casey caught the change in his demeanor and looked up, confusion etched on her face. "Davey, what's the matter? Regaining his composure, Davey took Casey's hand with a softness that was out of character. "Nothing's amiss. How are you feeling? Clutching her forehead, Casey's brow creased with discomfort. "I'm not sure why, but my head is throbbing." Davey tenderly massaged her temples, murmuring. "Let me get a doctor to examine you." Casey drained of energy, could only respond with a faint "Okay." As Davey reached for his phone to call for a doctor, Casey, still in bed, inquired, "Davey, have you seen my parents?" "Clang!" Davey's phone slipped from his grasp, clattering on the floor.

Davey's stare, intense and icy, fixed on Casey, his

presence chilling.

Casey, seemingly oblivious to the tension, gently reminded him, "Davey, your phone fell." Ignoring the fallen phone, Davey asked, "What did you just mention?" "About what?" Still groggy, Casey pondered before responding. "My dad... Where are my parents? They're not here, are they?" Davey's gaze grew icy as he scanned the room. It was a replica of her bedroom, which justified her confusion.

"Casey, regarding your parents..." Davey's attempt to explain was cut off by Casey's interruption. "Could you get my mom? She's probably worried since I had been unconscious before..." Davey remained silent, his dark eyes locked on her, filled with unsaid words. Pausing, he echoed her words, "Your mom is worried?"

"Yes, why? What's happening? "Casey..." Davey addressed her with a touch of coolness in his voice. "Have you forgotten something important?" Casey's eyes, large and bewildered, reflected her confusion. "What should I remember?" Davey probed further, "Casey, how many years have you lived? I'm 18, aren't 1?" Davey responded evenly, "And what about me? With a playful chuckle, Casey responded, "Isn't it obvious? You're 19, Davey, the finest protector of my family!" Davey didn't utter a word in response.

Casey gave him an appraising look, teasing, "How long was my nap? You appear much older, almost like you're in your thirties. Maybe you should try some of my skincare

products. It looks like the weather hasn't been kind to you." Despite his rigorous fitness regimen and good appearance, Davey's appearance suggested he was in his thirties.

Casey, maintaining her youthful appearance without any aging signs, could easily pass for a woman in her thirties despite the years she had been asleep.

Davey's expression, a blend of light and shadow, was hard to read.

Right then, there was a knock at the door.

"Enter," Davey remarked.

doctor entered the

"The doctor is here to check on you. There's no need to

the doctor stepped

commanding presence

she shows no physical abnormalities, but the clot in her brain

might be beneficial..." "Get to the point," Davey

doctor

her mental disorientation?" Casey had just claimed she

mentally stable.” "Stable?" Davey's smirk carried a trace of scorn. ‘Is that all you've gathered after your assessment? The doctor

his plea

overlook this. However..." Davey's temper flared as he grasped the doctor's hair, his tone

led to the grand

tumbling down the stairs in his haste. He resembled a

the doctor as he

Davey had

either met a tragic

of many physicians. The pay was substantial, yet it was

certain death. The fortunate ones survived a year or two more. The villa's atmosphere was eerily silent.

at the basement entrance, Davey's face

then proceeded