Chapter 970:

Pierre crouched down to observe her.

Gemma’s head dangled over the edge of the bed, her hair veiling her face, quivering on her shoulders. Tears dripped from her nose, staining the gray carpet below.

Pierre’s pupils contracted as a familiar scene flashed before his eyes. Instinctively, he cradled her face with a gentle touch. Her features were turning purple from suffocation. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her lips moved without sound.

Pierre noticed the obstruction in her mouth, the source of her distress. With a clear mind, he swiftly cleared her airway with his fingers.

Gemma’s breathing eased, and she burst into tears.

Pierre stood frozen for a moment, watching her sob. He wiped his hands and fetched an oxygen tube.

Even with the oxygen, Gemma continued to weep, like a child awakened from a nightmare. Her eyes conveyed lingering fear and sorrow.

“Just wait a bit. Your brother

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room. Alarmed by her crying, he rushed over and quickly pulled Pierre aside, asking, “What

grew louder when

the

effect, Gemma sought refuge in Corey’s arms. He gently stroked her hair, his voice unusually soft. “It’s okay.

at Pierre, who stood aside,

felt the daunting

form, Corey delivered a swift kick

the sharp pain in silence. Gemma, though dizzy

was icy. “Not doing it well is the same as doing it wrong. I was away only briefly, and you ended up crying.

handled it well.” She recalled how Pierre had swiftly cleared her airway, and she didn’t want him unjustly reprimanded. “Corey, you can’t lose your temper without knowing what

voice chilling as he

feet. Without complaint,

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