Chapter 430 We Must Relocate

unharmed areas.

Then, he laid the towel aside and re–fastened her clothes.

Isabelle, lying on the bed in a state of unconsciousness, unexpectedly whispered softly.

George glanced at her with astonishment and exclaimed, “Isabelle, are you awake?”

She remained silent. George’s sizable hand tenderly caressed her pallid cheek as he drew nearer, murmuring once more, “Isabelle, can you hear me?”

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Her lips stirred slightly, and beneath his hopeful gaze, she murmured once more, “Storm Shadow…”

The room fell into silence, and this time, the words were more distinct.

George’s grip on her clothes tightened involuntarily.

He responded, “Isabelle, it’s me. Can you hear me?”

His tone softened, as he tried to awaken her gently.

Whether she caught his voice or not remained uncertain, yet after a struggle, her heavy eyelids gradually parted, revealing a faint glimpse of awareness.

“Isabelle.” George felt a rush of joy flooded his heart.

The tension that had been lingering in the atmosphere momentarily lifted.

“Storm Shadow…” she whispered in response to him.

Struggling, she extended her arm towards him, her feeble hand clutching weakly at his shirt, drawing him closer to her.

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of surgery, was promptly admitted to the intensive

night descended, she began to

the intensive care unit, George stood, his entire body

doctors, nurses,

persisted, raging for half a day before gradually casing,

she urgently implored George to

was

George acquiesced, escorting her to a

her onto the bed, secured the door, and closed

had his men abandon their positions. Faced with

found himself solely, with only Isabelle for company.

were firmly shut, casting a subdued

rough journey. Following the surgery, she lapsed into an even deeper coma, with the fever resurfacing

effect, but

no signs of improvement.

on the door, accompanied by the sounds of people passing through the

hotel was bustling with

two bottles of alcohol from the hotel staff before

warm water and

the blanket, he tenderly grasped her arm, rolling up her sleeve to expose her bare skin. He wrung the towel to a semi–dry state,

his only recourse was physical cooling.

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