Chapter 1626

Dior’s gaze turned steely as she looked at Harry, asking, "What medicine do you want?"

Harry turned to look at her, only noticing then how pale she had gotten. He wondered if her stomach was indeed hurting. "Why did you come down?" he asked.

"Silly question." Dior scoffed. "You left all of a sudden, so of course I had to chase after you."

Harry's eyes darkened as he looked at her.

Noticing how silent he was, Dior repeated, "What medicine do you want?" "PHKL."

Dior frowned. This medicine was expensive, and only special people could get their hands on it.

Even his father might not get his hands on it.

Still, how could she disappoint her crush?

Dior wound her arms around Harry's and said, "No hurry. I'll make a phone call to ask about it."

Harry was going to ask his staff to get it, wanting to turn Dior’s offer down, but she had walked him to a stool.

After taking a few steps, he realized that she was limping.

"What

wait for a lift, so I ran down the stairs, twisting my

at him

he would pity her after telling her

she was hurt because of him. He would want to stay back and take care of her. That meant he would not

moment, Dior, despite being in agony, felt blessed that she was

her swollen ankle and paused,

about

dulled coldly. "Be

and looked at

his heart

How heartless!

danced at her lips, but knowing Harry, Dior could only let

an improvement for him to say

to care for

Dior as she

the pain make you crazy?" "No," said Dior. "Deal

she would win his heart. One day, this

by the pain that gnawed

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