Chapter 220 Chapter 220: The need to build a biological laboratory pressed on her mind like never before. Until now, she hadn't connected Laura's illness to genetic collapse, but now she was determined to master human genetics and find a cure. Swallowing her emotions, Khloe shifted the conversation to lighter topics, keeping Laura company until exhaustion claimed her, and she drifted into sleep.
Every passing day, Laura's life seemed to slip further from her grasp.
Khloe left the hospital, her face etched with quiet but unmistakable anguish.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBack at Henrik's mansion, Khloe was halfway to the stairs when Henrik caught her hand, stopping her in her tracks.
Startled, she looked up into Henrik's eyes. His voice was steady, laced with concern. "Khloe, what's on your mind? If something's troubling you, tell me. Lethelp." For a moment, Khloe hesitated, caught off guard. Then she forced a smile. "It's nothing, Henrik. Just givea little time. I can handle it." Henrik's gaze clouded, shadows of frustration and something deeper flickering in his eyes. "I want to help, Khloe. When will you letbe your ally?" Khloe's expression faltered, freezing in place. She looked at Henrik, his eyes as clear and unblemished as the night sky, leaving her utterly at a loss for words.
Ever since she was a child, Khloe had learned to shoulder her burdens alone, without leaning on anyone. Besides, Henrik wasn't someone she could trust with her heart-not without hesitation. She was wary of owing him more than she already did. Debts, after all, always cwith a price.
When Khloe's silence stretched on, a flicker of disappointment crossed Henrik's eyes. He quickly masked it, his expression softening despite the tension in the air.
He lowered his gaze, a rare vulnerability shadowing his sharp features. He reached out and rested his hand against Khloe's forehead. "Khloe, I know you're strong. But even the strongest have moments when they need someone. When that tcomes, I'll be here. Always." Henrik's fingertips brushed against Khloe's temple, radiating a soothing warmth. His deep, calming voice had an almost magnetic pull, like an unseen force drawing her closer to the edge of something unknown.
Your favorite tales live at gvlnov☐☐☐☐☐☐ "I won't let anyone who harms you go unpunished,” he added, each word a solemn vow.
His eyes burned with fierce determination, leaving no room for doubt.
A flicker of unease crept into Khloe's expression, her lips parting as she hesitated. "Henrik, I..." "You've had a long day. Go upstairs and rest," Henrik cut in smoothly, leaving no room for protest. He wasn't seeking her rejection—he only wanted compliance.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith a sigh of helplessness, Khloe turned and made her way upstairs.
Once inside her room, she lay on the bed, wrapping herself in a cozy blanket that made her feel safe. Her mind kept drifting back to Henrik's captivating gaze from earlier. It was as if she were about to walk into a trap, but this one didn't feel dangerous-it felt strangely comforting.
The thought left her heart racing, a confusing mix of anxiety, discomfort, and restless energy swirling inside her.
Khloe had a restless night and woke up feeling unsettled. As she made her way downstairs the next morning, that uneasy feeling ingered. For sreason, every tshe saw Henrik now, it felt like there was an underlying sense of danger. Pausing briefly on the stairs, she glanced toward the living room but found no sign of him lounging on the sofa.
Fiona, noticing Khloe's subtle search, chuckled knowingly. "Evans, if you're looking for Mr. Watson, he's out on business. He'll be back this evening."
Relief washed over Khloe. With him gone, she could finally enjoy her breakfast without any distractions. Just as she finished eating, a message notification appeared on her phone. It was from her high school class group chat, which had been silent for a long time. mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1