Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss

Chapter 259

Chapter 259:

Marsha quickly agreed. “You can take a look. I’ll send it to you right away. Just be sure not to share it.”

Without asking Khloe to sign any confidentiality agreement, Marsha simply asked for her email and sent the critical experimental data over. A pang of guilt struck Khloe at Marsha’s directness; there had been no need for such a public spectacle. But she had no time to dwell on it, as Marsha immediately dragged her into a twelve-hour marathon of dissection lessons, using eight experimental rabbits. It wasn’t until Marsha was sure she had fully mastered the technique that she allowed Khloe to leave.

As Khloe walked out of the university, exhaustion weighed heavily on her. Her body ached, and the faint scent of rabbit blood lingered on her clothes. She rubbed her temples, trying to shake off the fatigue, and climbed into the car, asking Gloria to drive her home. Once she arrived, Khloe didn’t bother with food or rest. She went straight for the shower, eager to wash off the lingering scent of disinfectant and animal blood that was making her head throb.

She ran a hot bath, sank into the water, and finally found relief, her head resting on the edge of the tub as she drifted off into a deep, much-needed sleep.

for hours, completely unaware of

informed Henrik. Henrik, upon hearing this, headed straight to Khloe’s room. Finding the bathroom door unlocked, his concern

her appearance. The soft lighting traced her contours, the water reflecting a faint shimmer that exuded an unintentional charm. Henrik, known for his usual

wake up,” he called out, his voice laced with a faint

someone calling her name. Slowly opening her eyes, still groggy, she realized she had dozed off in the tub and Henrik had seen her

slipped, sliding down in the water. Hearing the splash, Henrik reacted instantly, turning to catch her safely

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The heat from his body seemed to radiate through his clothes, making her feel as though she

Khloe’s face turned red, and her pulse raced uncontrollably. Henrik’s breaths quickened, a faint glimmer of heat flashing

to steady his thoughts, Henrik carefully helped her to

through Khloe’s ankle. Reacting quickly, she clung to his shoulders. “No! Don’t let go. I think I hurt my

his self-control was stretched thin, Khloe held onto him firmly, clearly afraid of falling. Her skin, soft and smooth, pressed close to him. In a situation like this, anyone else might have lost control. Struggling