Chapter 121: Her Health (2)
Madeline remained seated on the plush bed, staring blankly at the silken sheets and the simple elegance of the room she was in. She curiously wondered whose house this was, and most importantly...why did Cassian bring her here?
"Urgh! My head.." she hissed out almost painfully, and like a rushing tsunami, everything that happened at the mansion came flooding her head in an instant. Fear gripped her body and heart as her eyes widened horrifically. The sight of her unmoving body, the numbing pain, the shadowy room, Jeremy, his ill-mannered words and how he planned on stripping her played in her head like she was revisiting a foreboding nightmare.
Her pretty face went pale and she Instinctively hugged her body, shaking her head at the thought of Jeremy’s lips on her exposed skin. It made her rub her neck violently as though she wanted to get rid of whatever sick feeling she felt when he had kissed her, and the tears she barely understood earlier finally dropped from her eyelids after remembering every little detail of his harassment.
"Why did he do that to me??" No matter how hard she tried to think about his reasons, Madeline couldn’t come up with any suitable justifications that could prove him innocent of what he did to her.
At that moment, the door opened and Cassian stepped into the room. Madeline looked up at him with teary eyes, and when he moved closer to sit at the edge of the bed beside her, Madeline didn’t wait for a second as she threw her arms around his neck, hugging him and pulling him down towards her as if she was afraid he’d vanish from her sight if she accidentally let go.
Her body trembled against him, and she wished she hadn’t remembered it. "Cas, are you really....are you really here with me?" It was a stupid question but Madeline wanted to reassure herself that she wasn’t alone, and that she wasn’t dreaming of his presence.
"I don’t remember leaving." Cassian answered softly while patting her back gently, letting her clutch onto him all she wanted. "You should feel proud. I heard no one survives the paralysis when they inhale extreme doses of it, and my little wife was able to stay alive. I guess I should stop underestimating your inner power."
Hearing this, Madeline finally pulled back. She looked into his eyes that showcased his restraint, and she lowered her head dejectedly while holding back more of her tears, shaking her head in disagreement. "I’m just useless. There were so many chances where I could have escaped Cassian, so many....but I could barely move and..."
"And It’s not your fault." He answered while cupping her cheeks tenderly in his palm, making her look directly into his eyes as he shook his head slightly. "Don’t think too much about it. Tell me, are you hungry?"