Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 1331

Chapter 1331 I Definitely Won't Secretly Fall for Anyone

After concluding the 002 affair, K waved his hand in front of Selena.

"How's your vision recovering?" he asked.

"Getting better. I should be fully recovered in about a week. I can make out more shapes and shadows now," she replied.

As Selena stood up and tried to navigate her way out, her foot caught on the corner of

the table. She stumbled toward K, her hand "accidentally" reaching for his mask.

But K's reflexes were quicker. He pinned her against the sofa, his voice cool and detached.

"Careful there," he said.

Selena suddenly remembered how he'd always kept her at arm's length. Did he never remove his mask in this villa? Her brow furrowed with suspicion.

She'd need to find another opportunity.

Two days later, in a private residence in Silver Bay City.

Ann had spent the past few days learning how to change dressings and treat wounds from the doctor.

"He should regain consciousness today," the doctor said while preparing to leave. "Keep him on bland food for the next month."

"I will," Ann promised.

After politely seeing the doctor out, Ann returned to sit beside the bed. She took the opportunity to study Paul's face closely-something she'd never dared to do before.

had an aristocratic, cold demeanor, Paul's features exuded a dark, domineering presence. He'd never

intimate with. Looking at his

having monitored his IV drip all night without daring

body ached. He stared at the ceiling, slowly pushing himself up. Something felt unusual against his hand. Looking down, he saw a woman with her head resting

was bowed, and he instinctively assumed she was

voice jolted Ann awake. She raised her head, instantly alert. "What would

"Porridge."

of bed. His brows furrowed as he realized his body was wrapped

he might fall, Ann quickly

before the urinal, she averted her gaze in

wait outside!" she said,

water

several pounds, making his nose appear more prominent. While

at the bandages wrapped

bathroom door, Ann

clean-she had carefully wiped him down every day, never

silently, making her uncomfortable under his

unusual gesture of civility. "Help me downstairs. I'm

was uncharacteristically gentle, catching

recovered from her shock,

downstairs, she said, "I'll make the porridge now," and

rubbing his forehead as his

to the refrigerator. On a sticky note attached to the door was a detailed list of

Opening the refrigerator, he

improved. He wandered

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