Chapter 635: Chapter 635: Chi Enen Wakes Up
This was a large room draped with pink gauze, as if it were a princess’s chamber.
Chi Enen, who had been missing overnight, was quietly lying on the soft lace bed, her face exceptionally pale, with traces of abrasion visible on her forehead. Her face appeared so small, like a palm, making her resemble a delicate porcelain doll that might shatter at a mere touch.
Her hands were crossed over her stomach, showing no indication that she was carrying a new life within her.
She looked just like Sleeping Beauty, cursed by a witch in a fairy-tale story.
Quan Dongting stood silently beside the bed, his gaze gliding over her face and resting on her flat abdomen, a hint of thin anger flashing in his eyes. He then shifted his sight back to her hand with the hypodermic needle, his expression softened with more pity.
He stepped forward half a step, bent down to grab the thin quilt nearby, and laid it over the unconscious person. He also carefully tucked in the corners of the quilt to prevent any drafts from getting in.
It was only after taking two steps back that he returned to the side of the bed.
As soon as he had stepped back, the sleeping person on the bed fluttered her eyelashes gently, and the fingers resting on her abdomen moved slightly as if trying hard to wake up.
Her pale lips buzzed, her voice thin as a mosquito’s wing, barely audible unless one listened carefully.
However, sweat began to form on her forehead, as though she were having a bad dream, a layer of fine sweat….
Duke Habsden frowned slightly, about to step forward to check on her condition.
Then he saw the person on the bed suddenly jerk her head and let out a loud cry, waking up—
As soon as Chi Enen woke up, her head throbbed intensely, as if something was wriggling inside, making her feel nauseated.
Beyond that, her body felt completely drained of strength, and her right palm throbbed with ripping pain.
Everything in front of her was blurry. She blinked, and the memories of last night rushed into her mind like a tide.
She suddenly became much more alert and realized she was lying in a strange room.
An exquisite bedspread, crystal chandelier, the luxury of it all dreamlike, as if she had stepped into a fairy tale…
Such a beautiful room, she only glanced at it quickly before instinctively trying to sit up, supporting her body with her arms.
If she was alright, she needed to hurry back.
Otherwise, that man, when he realized she was gone, who knows how he’d go crazy.
And her dear Baby Chi…
No, she must go back right away!
Her hand was still hooked up to an intravenous infusion, and as she forcefully propped herself up, the liquid in the tube flowed backward, drawing a dash of crimson up.
“What are you doing? Lie down at once.”
A strong hand pressed on her shoulder, forcibly pushing her back onto the bed.
Only then did Chi Enen realize, belatedly, that besides herself, there was another person in the room.
She looked in the direction of that person and immediately her mouth opened wide in surprise, “You… you aren’t Ha…”
Li Beijue had mentioned him before, something Habsden?
“The Habsden family.” Quan Dongting was gentle, his tea-colored pupils resting on her, soothingly warm, “I have a name too, Quan Dongting.”
His full name was too long, for convenience, he only took the two characters Dongting.
And Quan, was another surname of the Habsden family.
Chi Enen didn’t care to know his name; what puzzled her was why a member of the Habsden family was here, and why was she here herself?
Was it another coincidence?