Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 1012 I Have My Reasons

Fiona noticed the doctor was pretty good at his job, already setting up an IV for Selena, and she let out a sigh of relief.

The doctor said, "Has she been stressed out lately? Make sure she eats on time. She's got a stomach issue and needs proper rest." He gently wiped the sweat off Selena's forehead, his fingers lingering for a moment.

He added, "Her fever should break in about an hour. Have the kitchen whip up something light. She hasn't eaten in two days."

Fiona felt a bit uneasy, thinking he was being too familiar, but after a closer look, she didn't see anything wrong.

She pointed to the hallway camera and said, "Doctor, since it's your first time here, just so you know, we've got cameras running 24/7."

The message was clear: if he tried anything funny while she was downstairs, he wouldn't be leaving Ashbourne Manor tonight.

The doctor smiled, "I won't ruin my friend's reputation."

Fiona found his voice particularly pleasant, gentle, and clear, so she went downstairs.

Usually, Fiona made the soup for Selena, but still feeling uneasy, she had two maids stand guard outside Selena's room. "If he tries anything, just call out, and I'll have the bodyguards come up." Everyone at Ashbourne Manor was loyal to Selena, always thinking things through thoroughly.

The maids nodded and immediately went upstairs.

sat quietly by Selena's bedside, saying nothing, just

out and brush her hair aside but worried it might be inappropriate and make

her mind. He had missed their chance; it was all his fault, so he shouldn't disturb

too unruly and hard to control; he might accidentally do

personality could destroy the happiness she had finally mustered the courage to pursue. He had to

looked at the familiar

familiar

to sit up in

her mouth and wanted to say something, but he reached out and gently

of his plans, to avoid provoking his retaliation. Tell me, where is the little

thing" referred to the

her mouth covered, had eyes full of surprise, hatred, and a deeply hidden wariness. She wanted to pounce on him and bite him. Christopher said nothing, carefully watching her expression, then sighed, "I have

she bit down on his

or shout, even as she bit off a piece of flesh,

pulled a tissue from the side, and wiped

hurt too much to speak. She didn't want to see him at all, so she pointed to the

opened the wardrobe, and immediately saw

box to her side, and she silently