His Dangerous Love

Chapter 29 What Did Jefferson Do to You

Chapter 29 What Did Jefferson Do to You?

"I..."

Nola hesitated.

"If it's not convenient for you to say, then please forget it."

It was their privacy, and Elianna had no reason or authority to pry.

"It's not inconvenient."

Feeling somewhat guilty towards Elianna, Nola easily told her.

"I offended Jefferson."

"What about your dress?"

Nola's tone was awkward, "He... kicked it off me."

Elianna was speechless.

She had thought that Jefferson had forced Nola, but she didn't expect it to be true, just as Jefferson had said.

After hanging up the phone, Elianna inexplicably felt a sense of relief.

At the same time, she also sensed something strange.

Nola was already attractive in appearance, and since that legendary incident, her fame had skyrocketed.

There were many intentional marriage proposals, but Mrs. Gentry had been reluctant to mention her marriage, instead, she urged her to get closer to Jefferson...

Suddenly, Elianna had a bold idea. Could it be that Mrs. Gentry had long planned to use Nola to get close to Jefferson?

In that case, the incident where Gerald drugged Nola was also full of suspicion.

Although the Gentry family was considered low-ranking among the wealthy families, as long as they could be associated with the term wealthy family, they wouldn't lack money.

Why would they accept gifts and then ignore the person, causing Gerald to become angry and forceful?

Unless they intentionally provoked Gerald, making him participate in this play.

This play not only established Nola as a renowned figure but also deepened the image of loyalty among the women of the Gentry family.

Elianna tugged at the corner of her lips, but there was no smile in her eyes. It seemed that the Gentry family was even more unsightly than she had imagined.

After delaying for a while, there were hardly any cars left in the parking lot when Elianna left.

The taillights flashed, only illuminating a small space behind the car.

In the darkness where the headlights couldn't reach, a woman in a deep V-neck dress was being dragged towards the car with her mouth covered.

She struggled desperately, trying to make the BMW Mini that she had once despised stop, but her mouth was tightly covered by the person behind her, and she could only scream for help in her

throat.

The bodyguard found her annoying and knocked her out, then he put a bag over her head and threw her into the car.

...

Elianna's plan didn't succeed, and she thought she wouldn't have a chance to go to the sanatorium. Unexpectedly, the next morning, she received a call from Mrs. Gentry.

"I heard about what happened yesterday, and it was you who resolved the crisis."

Elianna didn't dare to take credit and cautiously said, "I am a member of the Gentry family, so naturally I have to share the worries of the Gentry family."

This response was considered acceptable, and Mrs. Gentry was satisfied. She graciously said, "Although things didn't work out this time, you did your best."

Elianna held her breath, waiting.

"Go to the sanatorium and take a look."

A surge of excitement rushed through Elianna's veins, and she suppressed her excitement and repeatedly thanked her. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

After hanging up the phone, Elianna wasted no time and got into the car immediately.

Afraid that something might go wrong along the way, she compressed the one-and-a-half-hour journey into fifty minutes.

When she arrived at the sanatorium, her fingertips were cold.

Feeling nervous in her familiar surroundings, Elianna became even more timid when she reached the ward.

She clenched her teeth and gently pushed open the closed door.

"Drip-drip-drip"

The quiet room amplified the sound of the medical equipment.

The man leaning on the bed had a breathing mask on his face, and the only difference from before was that his eyes were open.

When he saw her, his eyes contained too many emotions, causing her eyes to well up with tears.

Her throat rolled, and with a trembling voice, she called out.

"Brother."

This call was like a floodgate opening. Since the incident at home, all her strength had crumbled at this moment.

Stumbling to the bedside, she looked at the once refined and elegant face becoming thin and haggard. She didn't even dare to speak loudly, and her voice sounded hoarse.

"Brother, how are you? Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Can you speak now?"