Chapter 631
Lionel bit the bullet and approached them, whispering, “Ms. Sheena, wake up. It’s time to leave.”
As the position was rather uncomfortable, and Sheena had not slept well, she immediately woke up when she heard Lionel’s voice.
She rubbed her sore lower back and arms, carefully shifting out of the blankets with Lionel’s
assistance.
She put on her slippers and stood up, only to notice that Elliot’s hand was still clinging to the hem of her clothes. Moreover, Elliot, whom she had carefully placed on the pillow, furrowed his brows again, making restless sounds.
Seeing Elliot in this state, Lionel sighed heavily, feeling a pang of discomfort.
Sheena, too, could not bear it, wishing she could immediately embrace him, kiss him, and be with
him forever.
However, time was running out, and she and Lionel had to hurry to the airport for their flight.
She attempted to release Elliot’s grip on her clothes but failed twice.
His hold was firm.
“Nana, don’t go find him… Don’t leave…” He kept murmuring these words persistently in his dream.
Sheena’s fingers trembled, trying hard not to burst into tears. She was afraid to exert too much force on his hand for fear of waking him.
Howard entered unexpectedly, reminding her, “Nana, if you don’t leave now, you might miss the flight. With Noah and me here, he’ll be fine.”
Sheena steeled herself and, in a calm tone, tried to communicate with the still–unconscious man on the hospital bed, “Eli, be good. I’m not leaving. I’m just going to the bathroom. I’ll be back soon.”
After she said that, she ignored the others in the room and bent down to kiss Elliot’s thin lips, comforting him.
The atmosphere was sweet yet melancholic.
Lionel stared blankly, awkwardly rubbing his nose and glancing at Howard, who wore a displeased expression but did not say anything.
After the kiss, Elliot seemed more at ease, and the strength in his hand gradually loosened.
Sheena seized the opportunity to pull her clothes, yanked Howard closer, and handed over the hem of his suit to Elliot.
“Nana, what are you doing?”
Sheena placed a finger to her lips, signaling him to stay quiet.
Left with no choice, Howard pulled a long face as he sat beside the bed, letting the dreaming Elliot
hutch onto his suit.
Before leaving, Sheena took one last good look at the handsome man on the bed, the one she deeply
loved.
In less than half a month, she would bring back the antidote!
Elliot had to wait patiently for her return!
She collected her thoughts and left the lab with Lionel.
The affluent district of Svelton in Froania to Laubabwe’s capital, Kyafa, was a distant journey of 15,116 kilometers, and the quickest direct flight would take 13 hours.
Sheena could only catch up on sleep during the flight, and Lionel joined her in getting some rest.
When Elliot fully regained consciousness, Sheena had already been on the plane for about three hours.
“Nana!”
He opened his eyes abruptly, but all he saw was darkness. Unable to see anything, he instinctively tightened his grip on the fabric. However, he keenly sensed that this material was not Sheena’s; it felt more like a man’s suit.
He immediately retracted his hand and asked, “Who is it?”
“Howard,” the man sitting by the bedside replied in a low, emotionless tone.
“Why are you here? Did she tell you about my illness?”
Elliot propped himself up, feeling around the bed. Realizing it was a narrow bed, not the one at E&S Haven, he guessed it was the lab’s ward.
Howard replied honestly, “Mmhmm.”
Elliot immediately asked in a stern tone, “And where’s Nana?”
“She’s…”
