Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 248 Distress.

Her slender arm had a gash, and he didn’t dare apply any pressure, even though her wrist was far from the

wound.

Her hand had just been in water, and it was freezing.

With a handkerchief, George carefully wiped the blood and water near her wound. He asked, “Are you hurt anywhere else?”

He tried to calm himself and regained his composure. However, his voice and hands had been trembling uncontrollably from earlier.

George glanced at Isabelle and asked, “Why aren’t you talking? Does it hurt much? Hold on; I’ll take you back to the camp and get treated. Sorry, I came too late. George’s voice was filled with guilt.

She still remained silent.

George looked at her again. Most of the time, he was expressionless, but now his face showed all his anxiety and concern.

Isabelle looked at him, wiping the blood off her wound, then turned her head in the direction of the labyrinth building. Finally, she spoke.

Her tone was calm as usual, without any emotion, as if nothing had happened. Isabelle said, “It seems like there’s a fierce power struggle for territory here. Now that Spadille is dead, I’ll give you his territory as a birthday gift.

George paused his movement and looked up at her.

Isabelle noticed his dark eyes. She saw the emotions swirling and rising inside her, threatening to drown her.

The next moment, George pulled her into a tight embrace. His usually restrained feelings are now out of control. He kept tightening his arms around her, ignoring the blood seeping from his own wounds.

Without a stethoscope, Isabelle could hear his rapid heartbeat.

to say something, but George just held her without

called her

eyelashes fluttered slightly, but

felt like he had said everything.

express all feelings to understand them. Sometimes, a look, a smile, or a sudden. change in

their short acquaintance and limited alone time, George was aware of her slowness in matters of the heart. George didn’t know her

a bed, and George

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Chapter 248 Distress

She didn’t

she knew.

asked hoarsely, “Can I ask for another

moment, she responded, “What

what, take good care

replied, “Okay. But

bluntness made George laugh despite himself, the tension easing. He said, “I know, I know you’re

was

calmed down and released her, using

noticed his sleeve felt heavy, as if soaked. Clearly, he wasn’t using

her instincts, she touched his sleeve and found

smell of blood was from her own injuries.

not as bad

cut off his sleeve, revealing the blood–stained white shirt beneath and the faintly visible wound.

Her wound was vertical, while

helped him to stand. She saidm “Let’s go back to the base and treat our

and started

a few steps, George caught up and draped

back

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