The Abandoned Wife

Chapter 766 The Only Person I Can Think Of

Late that night, Lucian came out of the study after finishing his work. All the lights on the first floor had been turned off, and only the lights along the second-floor corridor were still on.

While walking past the door to Estella's room, he vaguely heard some movement inside the room, and his heart sank.

Recalling the aversion Estella had shown toward Aubree, he was worried Estella was secretly crying in her room because she was upset he did not tell Aubree to leave.

Thinking of that, Lucian quietly opened the door to Estella's room, padded over to her bedside, and peeped at her.

Under the glow of the lights in the corridor, he saw that she seemed asleep. However, it did not look like she was getting a good night's rest as she kept tossing and turning. She was also scratching at her body to the point that her pajamas had ridden up.

brows drew together sharply as he took in

that she must be having a bad dream, but why is it that she seems to be behaving

wrists to try and

in her sleep and let out a cry

she's itching like

go of her wrists, he saw that she could not refrain from scraping her nails over her skin

Lucian called her name twice in a low voice, but she

strode to the door and raised his hand to turn on the lights in Estella's room,

around, the red spots on Estella's exposed skin caught

small, red spots formed patches, spreading across Estella's arms to her neck. Since she had

could tell with just one glance that it was an allergic reaction. Fearful that her scratching would break her skin, he quickly grabbed her small hands despite her trying to squirm

anything to alleviate the discomfort. It was too much to bear, and she finally opened her eyes. Estella was stunned for a few seconds when she saw Lucian standing