Chapter 635: Enna Clark Woke Up
This was a large room shrouded in pink tulle, akin to a princess’s bedroom.
Enna Clark, who had been missing for a night, was silently lying on the soft lace bed. Her face seemed exceptionally pale, and the traces of the scratch on her forehead made her face seem even smaller, like the size of a hand. She resembled a delicate porcelain doll that could shatter with a mere touch.
Her hands were now crossed on her belly, showing no sign of the little life growing inside her.
Just like the Sleeping Beauty in fairy tales who had been cursed by a witch.
Edward Jackson stood silently by the bed, his gaze sweeping over her face and then settling on her flat abdomen, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes. Then, his gaze turned to the back of her hand where the infusion needle was inserted, his face showing a hint of concern.
He took a half-step forward, bent down to pull the thin quilt from the side, and draped it over the unconscious person. He also carefully tucked the quilt corners, preventing any wind from blowing in.
After that, he retreated two steps and returned to the bedside.
As soon as he had moved back to his original position, the sleeping person’s eyelashes quivered slightly, and the fingers on her belly moved as well, as if trying hard to wake up.
Her pale lips moved, her voice as faint as a mosquito, so faint that one would have to listen carefully to hear her.
However, sweat began to appear on her forehead, as if she had had a terrible dream. A layer of fine sweat emerged…
The Duke of Habsden furrowed his brows, and was about to check on her situation.
But then, he saw the person on the bed turning her head with a sudden jolt and screaming to wake up from her slumber –
Enna had just awakened, her head throbbing with intense pain, as if something was wriggling inside her, making her want to vomit.
In addition to that, her entire body felt weak and powerless. Her right palm was also in tearing pain.
Everything in front of her was hazy. She blinked her eyes, and the memories of the previous night flooded her mind like a tide.
She suddenly sobered up quite a bit and realized that she was lying in a strange room.
Exquisite bed covers, crystal chandeliers, and luxurious dream-like ambience, as if she had stepped into a fairy tale…
With such a beautiful room, she quickly glanced around and instinctively propped herself up to sit up.
If she was fine, she had to return quickly.
Otherwise, who knew what state that man would be in when he found out she was gone.
And then there was her dear Bobby…
No, she had to go back right away!
The infusion was still ongoing on her hand. As she forcibly propped herself up, the liquid in the infusion tube flowed back, and a trace of deep red was sucked back up.
“What are you doing? Lie down.”
A strong hand pressed her shoulder and forced her back onto the bed.
Only then did Enna belatedly realize that there was another person in the room besides her.
She looked at him in surprise, her mouth agape, “You…aren’t you Ha…?”
What was that name Baron Lawrence had mentioned before?
“The Habsden Family.” Edward Jackson’s gentle, tea-colored eyes rested upon her, warm and soothing, “I have a name too, Edward Jackson.”
His full name was too long, so for convenience’s sake, he only took the two characters Edward.
As for Jackson, it was another surname of the Habsden family.
Enna wasn’t interested in his name; she was only curious about why this member of the Habsden family was here and why she was here as well.
Was it a coincidence again?