Chapter 1185
Jeremy looked down to see the small bottle of reagent and bent down to pick it up.
The clear bottle was around the size of his thumb and was filled with a colorless and scentless liquid. There were no descriptions on the bottle either.
He had no idea what it held, but he remembered the scenes of Madeline injecting something into him on two occasions when he was asleep.
He turned to Madeline who was still unconscious. Confusion bled into his gentle gaze.
‘Is this what you’ve been injecting me with, Linnie?
‘What is this?
‘Is it so important that you would jump into the river to retrieve it back?’
Jeremy thought to himself but came up with nothing. However, he did not plan to ask Madeline.
He was about to put the things back into the purse when Jeremy saw someone staring in from the hospital room window from the corners of his eyes.
His gaze flicked up and the person turned to flee.
Jeremy found the behavior weird.
He got up and walked out of the hospital room, following the path that person took for a while only to come up empty-handed.
Jeremy did not continue to search for who it was as he was more worried about Madeline who had yet to regain consciousness.
He entered the ward and was met with Madeline’s eyelids twitching as if she was about to wake.
“Linnie.” Jeremy strode toward the bed to grab her hand.
Madeline blinked open her exhausted eyes and with her blurred vision, she stared at the man’s worried expression.
Jeremy frowned as his heart hurt for her. “Does it hurt a lot?”
“Yeah.” Madeline nodded, not trying to look strong.
She felt exhausted, and at that moment, all she wanted to be was a lady he could dote on. All she wanted was to be comforted and held in his warm arms.
Jeremy’s heart clenched at how weak she looked. He tightened his arms and kissed her between her brows.
“Where did you even go today, Linnie? How do you not know how you got hurt?” Jeremy did not tell Madeline that she had been filmed and the videos of her had gone viral online. He did not want her to worry about something he had already dealt with. Moreover, he was curious about where she went.
Madeline looked down guiltily, knowing that she could not tell him.
“I went to the office but never expected that someone would try to steal my bag on the way back. I must’ve gotten hurt while I was chasing the thief,” she explained. It was not a complete lie.
Jeremy knew that one call was all it took for him to clarify if Madeline had gone to the office at all, but he did not want to resort to such methods.
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