Chapter 591 I Won
Chapter 591 I Won
Ward left in a hurry. Lincoln picked up the medicine and took a sip. Then, he held Zayla’s head and fed her mouth-to-mouth. Zayla blushed and clenched his clothes tightly. The bitter medicine, mixed with his sweet breath, finally squeezed into her throat.
“I… I can drink it myself.” Lincoln raised his eyebrows and asked with a wicked smile, “What’s wrong with me feeding you?”
“You took advantage of me again.”
“Zayla, I just want to bear the bitterness with you together.” Lincoln found an explanation for his actions. Zayla was speechless.
She snorted softly and took over the bowl, then stared at the pitch-black medicine inside. Zayla’s delicate brows furrowed tightly.
She pursed her lower lip, raised her head, and drank it all in one gulp. Zayla handed the empty bowl to Lincoln and said with a smile, “I’m… Um!”
He suddenly held her slender wrist. With a bang, the bowl fell on the carpet. Lincoln’s sudden kiss made Zayla stunned. But soon… A candy melted sweetly in her mouth.
Lincoln stepped back slightly with a smile in his eyes. Then, he whispered next to her ear, “We share weal and woe. Okay?” Looking at each other, her heart skipped a beat.
“I… I’m a little sleepy after taking the medicine.”
“Well, so am I.”
Before Zayla could react, Lincoln had already grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms. He stretched out and lifted the quilt, making it fall on their bodies to cover them.
Lying face to face, they could hear each other’s breathing, Zayla’s breathing was apparently in disorder.
And Lincoln had certainly noticed this fact. The corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he held her waist more tightly, making the only gap between them disappear.
“Lincoln…”
“Um?”
Zayla smiled softly and said, “I won.” She said these two words with absolute confidence. After all, she won because she was truly capable! But these three words suddenly froze him. Indeed. Zayla won this assessment. She won it with her own ability and didn’t cheat at all.
But this result was not what he wanted. Winning or losing could never compare to her being safe and sound. Lincoln was so distressed that he lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
“My girl is always a winner.” This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.
After hearing this, Zayla looked up at him but noticed that his eyes had turned red. She hurriedly buried her face in his arms, then raised her arms under the quilt, put them on his body, and hugged him back.
“Lincoln, the marks on my arm are already disappearing. It will recover soon.”
When Lincoln heard this, he became even more distressed. He hugged her tightly as if he wanted to make her a part of his body. ” “Sure. Ward has excellent medical skills.
You’ll recover in no time.” Lincoln was sure about this. Zayla nodded gently in his arms, listening to his powerful heartbeat.
She didn’t ask herself why she was poisoned, nor what kind of poison she had. She didn’t ask anything because she knew everything.
Zayla knew that the poison was related to the Powell family and Miriam. She might have even guessed that what she had eaten was poisonous.
However, Zayla only nestled quietly in his arms, telling him that the hideous red marks on her arms were gradually fading.
She knew how worried he was about her. Lincoln loved her so much, and he kept blaming himself… Probably because she was in his arms or the medicine had taken effect, Zayla eventually fell asleep.
In her dream, her real feelings were exposed. Zayla was flustered, afraid, calling his name again and again…
“Lincoln… Lincoln…