Chapter 182

--- Chapter 182 "Don't rush. He's not going to die," Gideon said, stopping Giselle. "Take care of yourself first." "No." Giselle pulled out the IV and pressed a cotton pad to her skin. Then, she got out of bed and hurried out of the room. Gideon had no choice but to follow. He steadied her as she walked because she was still weak. "Slow down. A few minutes won't make a difference." "Which room is he in?" Giselle asked. Seeing how anxious she was, Gideon took her to the emergency ward.

The door opened, and visitors were allowed in. Gideon let Giselle go in while he stayed by the door. He watched her from a distance with his arms crossed. When Giselle reached Donovan's bedside, he was already awake and was propped against the headboard with an IV in his arm. His eyes were half-open, and he looked a little less pale. She stood there silently, not knowing what to say, just staring at him. Sensing her presence, Donovan opened his eyes fully and met ---- her gaze.

The moment their eyes met, they felt a sudden sense of overwhelm . It was as if they had come back from the edge of death. They simply looked at each other without saying anything. Back in that cold storage, she thought she had lost him forever. Seeing him alive again now, the anger and pain between them suddenly seemed insignificant. Just being able to see each other again felt like a miracle. Giselle took a deep breath and asked ina daze, "Are you...

still cold?" Donovan shut his eyes with exhaustion and replied, "Why don't you touch me and feel it yourself instead?" Unexpectedly, she reached out with a trembling hand and touched the side of his neck tentatively. Upon feeling his warm skin and steady heartbeat , her own heart skipped and then beat faster. At the doorway, Gideon saw this scene and froze. Feeling irritated , he stepped out onto an open balcony for a smoke.

Back in the room, Giselle was about to withdraw her hand after caressing Donovan's neck. But in the next second, Donovan caught her hand before she could. ---- The warmth of his palm and the steady way he held her sent her emotions spinning. She stammered, "Tonight's incident... was unexpected. I didn't see it coming. But thank you for what you did. I'm just glad you're okay. That's what matters." While still holding her hand, Donovan kept his eyes shut and remained silent.

Whether he was too weak to reply or simply choosing not to, she couldn't tell. The silence lingered with uncertainty until someone opened the door and several people came in. Anne walked in first, followed by Dorothea and Ethan. Upon seeing them, Giselle pulled her hand from Donovan's and stepped aside.