Alaric Faulkner looked at the little woman in front of him who made him feel both love and hate, his expression was cold and deep, yet his eyes were fixed unblinkingly on Eleanor Sterling.
Feeling his gaze, Eleanor Sterling felt like she had nowhere to hide, and she slightly shifted her focus.
"Just say what you want to say, don’t look at me like that, it’s quite scary." Content originally comes from novel{f}ire.net
Alaric Faulkner murmured, "Don’t speak of distancing yourself from me again, I don’t like to hear that. This time, I’ll just treat it as you throwing a little tantrum."
His hand fell on Eleanor Sterling’s cheek, the skin beneath his fingers soft and smooth, making it hard to let go.
"After the tantrum, let’s make up, alright?"
Eleanor Sterling looked up at him, and upon meeting his gaze, she was instantly swept into his passionate vortex, unable to break free.
This man loves her deeply.
No matter what, nothing could stop it, even if it’s their complex relationship or her cold words.
Eleanor Sterling didn’t speak, and Alaric Faulkner continued, "If you really act up, I’m afraid I’ll go crazy and lose reason, I can’t be certain what I’ll do then.
For everyone’s safety, Eleanor, would you not act up with me?"
After speaking, Alaric Faulkner stepped forward and pulled Eleanor Sterling into his embrace.
Eleanor’s head was pressed against his chest, with his strong heartbeat pounding like a drum in her ear.
Breathing his familiar scent, Eleanor Sterling relaxed completely.
Actually, it wasn’t only Alaric Faulkner who was suffering; she wasn’t feeling well either.
Although she didn’t openly respond to Alaric Faulkner’s words, she silently agreed in her heart.
Yes, no more tantrums.
The two embraced silently, without any boundary-crossing actions, yet this hug felt even more intimate than any previous gestures, bringing their hearts closer.
A moment later, Eleanor Sterling stepped back and asked, "Have you found out who’s behind poisoning Little Yi and Little Star?"
The treatment was so difficult, actually, they had another option, which was to find the culprit and directly obtain the antidote.
Alaric Faulkner replied in a deep voice, "Yes, initial suspicion points to Fenrir."
Eleanor Sterling raised an eyebrow, "Fenrir?"
"Fenrir plotted against me several years ago and left a message vowing to make the Faulkner Family perish, so I suspect Fenrir has returned."
"Can we find him and get the antidote?"
Alaric Faulkner shook his head, "It’s currently quite difficult, his whereabouts are mysterious and his identity untraceable."
Upon hearing this, a hint of regret crossed Eleanor Sterling’s face.
"Little Yi has already awakened and is temporarily alright, it seems we’ll have to rely on Brian Zane for Little Star."
Alaric Faulkner nodded and softly replied, "Don’t worry, everything will be okay."
Eleanor Sterling looked up and smiled, "I’m not worried, I’ll heal him anyway."
Brian Zane is her mentor, she still trusts his medical skills, and even if there’s really no way, she won’t give up on treating Estelle Sterling.
Eleanor Sterling released the search for information on Fenrir, she needed to know, who exactly is this mysterious figure.
Perhaps she could find some clues on her end.
About half a day later, her phone received all the information on Fenrir.
Eleanor Sterling immediately began to review it.
The more she read, the tighter her brows furrowed. The information said exactly the same things as what Alaric Faulkner told her, so who exactly is this Fenrir?
The enemy is hidden, leaving no exposure, while she’s out in the open, possibly at risk at any moment; this feeling is indeed too unsettling.