Chapter 547 Falling in Too Easily

Selena was taken aback as he withdrew his hand, seemingly having fainted from a fever.

The rain had been falling continuously outside. In this kind of weather, there was fog in the mountains, and the mist was quite heavy.

Even if someone were to find them, it would take some time.

Selena added a few dry twigs to the bonfire, pondering that the nearby village was likely quite distant. Otherwise, why would the villagers come up the mountain to gather firewood? Her palm rested on Raymond's forehead as he was running a high fever.

Selena gently moved her body, rolled up the already dry jacket, and placed it under his head, letting him lean against the mountain wall.

Then she took off his already dried shirt. There was a blood hole in the back of the shirt, and his back was still bleeding and starting to swell.

Selena dared not do anything else; lacking medicinal herbs and with the water contaminated by bacteria, she refrained from taking any risks. She simply tore his shirt into strips to dress his wound. She fetched some mountain spring water from inside the cliff to moisturize her lips.

As she sat back next to him, he seemed to react, leaning his head on her shoulder.

Watching the flickering fire in front of her, Selena curled her legs up, allowing him to lean more comfortably.

It felt like they were back in Ridgefield, just the two of them, alone. Back then, a sandstorm raged outside; now, it was pouring rain.

The distinction lay in his state of unconsciousness and his newfound fragility, no longer the assertive Raymond in every way.

Selena added more firewood to the pit, unwittingly staying here for several hours.

The mist outside thickened, and with such heavy rain, the helicopter dared not take flight.

Ensuring the fire wouldn't extinguish, Selena then gently laid him down, placing a small cushion behind his head.

his hand tightly gripped her wrist as if she might run

nearby, refraining from slumber, wary of any potentially hostile creatures in

rising to stoke the fire,

legs, pressing her fingertips against

to reminisce

was encroaching upon

penchant for cleanliness

long as it claims the territory, everything within it became

eyebrows and eyes,

their final intimate encounter would transpire, she harbored a subtle yet palpable sense of reluctance, an Achilles' heel common among women. When it came to men entering their bodies, women inevitably experienced a distinct emotional resonance, easily spiraling

of thunder sounded, turning the rain into a

of the night, Raymond persistently complained of

had no choice but to help him up and embrace

warmth. Selena then assisted him in lying back down, holding him close.

Selena felt someone unbuttoning

was a bit speechless and held his

injured, refrain from thoughts

instantly became compliant, yet his hand remained unmoved in

with affectation at this moment, closing her

individuals in, he

calling her, promptly

someone carrying Raymond out on a stretcher, she

sporting a pair of riding

a profound glance at

followed and boarded the

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