Chapter 9 I Need a Favor

That was Cressida's last attempt to stay alive. After hearing her plea, Luther felt like he had just heard the world's biggest joke. He held the unconscious Natasha in his arms, looking at Cressida with contempt. "You want me to say 'I love you'? Cressida, stop daydreaming." Luther turned away, still carrying Natasha in his arms. Without looking back at Cressida, he strode quickly toward the hospital room. Just as Luther turned away from Cressida, Natasha—still lying in his arms—slyly opened one eye. A smug, victorious smile flashed across Natasha's face as she gazed at Cressida, who was left standing alone at the same spot. Suddenly, Cressida's phone buzzed in her pocket, jolting her back to her senses. She stood blankly at the hospital entrance, watching as the car lights blurred into a blinding stream of light. Her phone continued buzzing, as if urging her to answer. It took her a long time before she finally took her phone out of her coat pocket. An unfamiliar number flashed o