Chapter 588

Le Su sat up in bed, her cheeks flushed crimson—whether from nervousness or something else, she couldn't tell. She desperately needed a glass of water. But the thought of venturing out made her hesitate. Last time she'd gone downstairs for water, she'd run into him in the hallway—and ended up pinned against the wall in a searing kiss. If she encountered him again tonight, would history repeat itself? Yet, without water, how could she possibly sleep? She'd be dreaming of parched deserts all night. Suddenly, Le Su found her own fears ridiculous. Why was she so terrified of him? Then another thought struck her— *He was clutching his chest earlier. What if he's not okay? What if he collapsed in his study or bedroom... with no one around to notice?* Without another thought, she slipped on her fuzzy slippers and hurried out, heading straight for his study. She turned the knob gently, but the room was empty. Had he gone back to his bedroom? Summoning courage from who-knows-where, Le Su marche