Gossip 542
Gossip 542
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Chapter 542 It Is Ticklish.
“Bella, when will you wake up? 1…”
The door to the ward was pushed open.
David and Selena, along with Evian, Christopher, and Rosalie, had brought some gifts over. Secing Alexander keeping vigil by the bedside, they all wore expressions of sympathy.
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A month had passed since Isabella had fallen from the high floor, fortuitously landing on a trampoline. Although she was injured, she was thankfully not burned by the flames. However, without any warning. she had fallen into a coma.
Unable to concem himself with anything else, Alexander stayed by Isabella’s bedside devotedly, caring for her day and night.
Rosalie stepped forward and suggested, “Alex, it’s time for lunch. You should take a break. We’ll stay with Isabella.”
Evian opened the lunch box on the side table, while Christopher went to close the window as the wind was. growing stronger.
-David looked worn out. As Selena helped him to sit down, she began conversing with Isabella and
Alexander.
“We have just learned that Maeve has passed away. Devastated by the loss, Marley has left with Layla, who lost her mind from the shock. Your grandfather didn’t try to stop them, simply lamenting at how he failed you. Harvey has been imprisoned, and it’s likely that many are out to kill him too.”
Alexander didn’t show much of a reaction.
On that day, when they jumped off the building, Maeve rushed over in disbelief, only to step into the flames, leaving her with extensive burns. Though she didn’t die on the spot, she endured a month of agony before succumbing to her injuries. As for Harvey, Alexander had been investigating him from the outset. He had already found evidence of Harvey hypnotizing people indiscriminately but had not yet secured it. After the incident, he naturally used this evidence to send Harvey to prison. However, he still managed to arrange for someone to save Maeve’s life. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have lasted a month.
No one was quite sure what he truly wanted–whether he wished for her to live or die. After all, in such a situation, everyone else had given up hope, declaring her beyond saving. Yet, he stubbornly kept her alive in an insufferable state for an entire month.
The matter was considered settled, yet Alexander felt rather indifferent. He simply took Isabella’s hand, stroking it gently with his chin.
Suddenly, there was a cry. “It’s ticklish…”
The hospital room fell into silence in an instant.
Alexander froze, then noticed the eyelashes he had previously thought were still fluttering twice. Only then did Isabella’s eyes slowly open, looking at him.
“Your beard is tickling my hand.”