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Chapter: 860
A sudden realization struck her-Jennie was still asleep beside her as she had drifted off.
Concerned about passing on the cold to Jennie, she decided to let Tyrone care for her for a
few days.
“Jennie?” Sabrina rolled over and blinked open her eyes in confusion.
Where could Jennie be?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGradually, as clarity settled in, Sabrina sensed something wasn’t right. She observed her
environment, realizing she wasn’t in her bedroom.
This room distinctly resembled the master bedroom at Starriver Bay villa.
Startled, she sat up quickly, feeling a chill. Glancing down, she hastily pulled the quilt to
her chest.
She massaged her temples, trying to recollect the previous night. She remembered
heading back to the ward to get Jennie, who had drifted off to sleep.
As she was about to wake Jennie up, a sharp sting hit the nape of her neck, plunging her
into darkness
The memory of Tyrone standing behind her resurfaced.
Did Tyrone do this to her?
But why?
Annoyed and baffled, Sabrina pressed her neck, wincing in pain.
She took a moment to Look around the room for her clothes but found none.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSettling back onto the bed, she called out loudly, “Is anyone there?
Tyrone? Are you there?”
Her voice grew raspy and sore after calling out a couple of times, forcing her to relent.
A brief moment later, the door creaked open and Tyrone entered, sitting next to her. He
gently touched her forehead, inquiring, “Sabrina, when did you wake up?”
She instinctively shrank back, her gaze icy. “What are you planning to do? You knocked me
out on purpose? Where are my clothes?”
Her face, however, was drained of color and her eyes lacked their usual tire.
He paused momentarily before checking her temperature by placing his hand on her
forehead again
He withdrew his hand and asked calmly, “Are you hungry?”