Room for You

Chapter 483

“It almost went deep into the bone, but luckily it didn’t,” Benedict remarked as he took a look at the medical scanner. “Who did this to you?” Anastasia clenched her teeth in rage. First, Aliona kidnapped her son and then, she hurt Elliot. If Aliona was in front of her, Anastasia would kill her on the spot. “It’s fine. I just need to get some rest.” Elliot reached out and took Anastasia’s hand in his, his eyes filled with consolation. He is the one who got hurt. “Don’t worry, Miss Tillman. President Presgrave is not as fragile as you think. He is someone who has traveled into the hinterland of the rainforest and returned alive.” Benedict quickly chimed in. Then, he added, “It seems that the electronic chip that was implanted in your body is truly top-notch, as it remained intact after so many years.” Anastasia’s heart tightened at that moment. Elliot has been implanted with an electronic chip? When she turned to look at him, Elliot rolled up his sleeve and showed her the practically invisible scar on his forearm. “When Richard, Arthur, and I parted ten years ago, we all had a chip inserted. The other two will not stand by while one individual is in peril,” he explained. After he finished speaking, Elliot said helplessly, “Rey made a big deal out of it. Actually, there was no need to get them here.”

In contrast, Anastasia felt that if Rey hadn’t called for help, she would have been the first to collapse at that moment. “I might not be able to see you now if it weren’t for them.” She was really grateful to Elliot’s two buddies. “So, you were extremely worried about me this time?” Elliot’s eyes were filled with an affectionate smile, as if he had finally tested her feelings for him. “Don’t let me worry so much in the future, or I’ll leave you directly, so I don’t have to be on tenterhooks,” Anastasia warned him gently. This time was because he tried to save her son, so she forgave him. “Okay.” After that, Elliot bowed his head and looked at Benedict, who was still securing the gauze. WhyThis text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

isn’t he done yet? At this point, even Benedict was eager to finish the treatment, as he had had enough of the couple being lovey-dovey. Finally, he got up after securing the gauze and instructed, “Elliot, I’m leaving now. I’ll return in three days to replace the dressing. Don’t let the wound come into contact with water, and rest for a week. As for the next ten days… it’s better to avoid any vigorous activity.” After saying so, Benedict cast a thoughtful glance towards Anastasia and the following second, he received a displeased warning from Elliot. “For the previous research funding, I think you should shoulder it by yourself,” Elliot threatened. However, Benedict did not shy away from Elliot’s threat. “This is what a doctor should do,” he retorted. “If you still want your leg to function, take my advice.” After that, Benedict picked up his medicine box and left. Anastasia pursed her lips, attempting to suppress a smile. All right! Elliot is not allowed to mess around with me for the next ten days, which is fine by me. Although Elliot could not really move his leg, his hands could. When he noticed Anastasia was giggling, he stretched out his long arm and in the next second, she was in his embrace. As she raised her head, Elliot held her chin with one hand and wrapped his arms around her waist. Then, he bowed his head and kissed her. Anastasia’s cheek turned fiery red in response to Elliot’s abrupt domineering moves. His kiss was not overpowering, yet there was an aggressiveness between his lips and tongue that made her heart flutter. If it wasn’t for the injury, she felt that he would surely gobble her up. Therefore, Dr. Palmer’s warning actually served as a form of protection for me! “When will you marry me?” Elliot’s kiss fell on the corner of her mouth as he asked in a low and hoarse voice. “At the very least, you must wait till your leg gets better. Could it be that you want to get married in a wheelchair?” Anastasia replied as she raised her brows. “Then we will get engaged first.” Elliot didn’t want her to change her mind in the spur of the moment.

He wanted to let the whole world know that she belonged to him, and then wisely choose a good day to marry her. Anastasia was stunned for a few seconds. “Do we need to get engaged in such a hurry?” she asked in confusion. At that moment, Elliot bowed his head and gazed at her. Her petite face was gentle and charming under the light, and there was an inexplicable magical power that moved his heart, which made him want to declare ownership immediately. “Yes,” he answered with a deep and firm voice.