Chapter 98

Enlyan’s cold gaze pierced through Daimon, her words sharp and measured. “I won’t trouble you anymore. It’s been a long time. I’ll just have to endure for a while.” Daimon’s frustration flared. “What kind of illness can just be endured? Don’t try to be brave, okay? I’m calling the doctor!” The sharpness in Enlyan’s voice rose, and her anger flared up. “Daimon, can you mind your own business?” Her words were loaded with resentment, as if she had been harboring this frustration for a long time. She fought to suppress her temper, lowering her voice with effort. “My stomach is just twitching a little. I’ll be fine soon. It’s not pathological, and there’s no use calling a doctor.” Daimon’s heart tightened at the anger that had flashed in her eyes. It was a look he hadn’t seen in years. For a brief moment, he thought he might drown in that cold, unyielding gaze. But just as quickly as the anger had erupted, it vanished, leaving an eerie calm in its wake. This was not the Enlyan he remembered