Chapter 239

Scarlett The first thing I saw the moment I woke up was Lucien's face that had been staring at me, making my heart almost stop. “You're scaring me!” I complained, coughing lightly as I gently touched my neck that had been bandaged with white gauge. However, Lucien didn't speak. Instead, he was staring at me as if he wished he could carve my face in his heart. Seeing this, the corners of my lips couldn’t help but lift. I reached out and gently touched his cheeks. He nudged his face into my palm and closed his eyes, savoring my touch, and my heart softened at the sight. “How long have I been sleeping?” I hoarsely asked, coughing. Hearing me cough, he immediately opened his eyes and stood up. He walked to the table, poured a glass of water, then returned to my side. Gently, he helped me sit up on the bed before bringing the glass to my lips, steadying it as I drank. “You’ve been asleep for four days,” he said calmly. Yet despite his composed tone, I knew he had been worried about me. I wa