Chapter 188: Met Eric Hester
Xavier was hesitant to bring her here so soon, foreseeing that this girl might be frightened or shocked upon seeing Eric’s condition. Yet, he couldn’t refuse her.
He paused before the massive wooden door. He glances at her and takes her hand before opening the door. When their hands entangled, he was surprised to feel how cold her hand was. This was the first time he felt her body temperature akin to his own.
"Iris, are you ready?"
"Hmm, I’m ready," she answered, although her nervousness was evident when she saw Xavier’s concerned look, but she tried to hold it back.
As the bedroom door opened, Iris’s heart raced faster. She clung tightly to Xavier’s hand, too anxious to see Eric. Her gaze fixed on the figure lying on the bed covered by the blanket.
Slowly, she entered the room with Xavier beside her. She briefly gazes at the slender older woman with short white hair, making way for her to approach the bed. She knew that woman was the witch who helped Eric to heal.
However, Iris didn’t pay attention to the woman. At that time, her mind focused on the figure lying on the bed; his face was all she could see.
Instantly, her body froze.
When her gaze fell upon his face, she suddenly felt like all her muscles had betrayed her. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t even stand straight. If Xavier hadn’t held her hand, she might have collapsed onto the hard marble floor due to the shock of what she saw.