Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband

Chapter 1230: Chapter 1230 I, I’ll do it myself… Chapter 1230: Chapter 1230 I, I’ll do it myself… Lewis Harrison had just stepped into the room when he saw the woman waking up on the bed, which made him stop in his tracks as well.

However, just a few seconds later, he regained his composure, walked toward the bed, and looked at her with a calm expression. “You’re awake.”

Looking at him, Camila Walker was completely baffled.

Why was Lewis Harrison here?

The hotel…

Could this be…

Seeing the confused look on her face, Lewis Harrison walked over and applied the ice cubes he had just gotten from the hotel to her cheeks.

Feeling his approach, Camila instinctively shrank back, watching him warily.

Noticing her reaction, Lewis took a quick glance at her before once again lifting his hand to place the ice on her already swollen cheeks.

“Ah!”

The contact of the ice cubes with her cheeks made Camila wince in pain, and she couldn’t help but cry out.

Seeing her furrowed brows, Lewis paused for a moment with the ice cubes before continuing, this time much more gently. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚑𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚑𝙣𝙚𝙩

His tender actions caught Camila by surprise, and she didn’t understand why she was here at all.

She remembered that she was nearly assaulted by a thug in the parking lot, and afterward…

In a daze, she felt someone approach her, and then she remembered nothing else.

Lifting her eyes to his face, which was so close, she found it familiar yet foreign.

“I, I can do it…”

Feeling his steady breath at such a close distance made Camila uncomfortable, so she reached out and took the ice from his hand to treat herself.

Watching her swollen cheeks and slightly drooping lashes, Lewis didn’t say anything; he just sat nearby, quietly observing her.

Today, if he had left the Walker Consortium earlier, what might she have faced…

When he saw her pinned under someone in the parking lot, her look of despair and utter collapse, several images flashed quickly through his mind…

He had felt as though he had witnessed such a scene before, that desperate and helpless look was like a knife plunging deep into his heart.

“Have you experienced something like that before?” he suddenly asked, looking at her lowered face.

Camila paused what she was doing with the ice and looked at him, somewhat at a loss.

So, was it him who had saved her?

But it was their company’s parking lot; why was he there?

Camila raised her eyes, puzzled by his presence.

Right, what had he just asked her?

Before?

She looked up, confused, at the man before her. Why would he suddenly ask such a question?

“Why are you asking this?”

“Answer me.”

His tone was so domineering, as though he expected her to answer all his questions without exception!

“Mhm,” she nodded slightly and responded in a low voice.

At her response, Lewis’ mind seemed to freeze for an instant, as if realizing something.

If the images in his mind were real, was he once Clayton Howard?