Chapter 202 A Secret That She Can’t Bring Herself to Reveal
Alexander’s expression darkened as he replied, “Danny called to inform me that you had fainted, so I immediately came over.”
Elise rubbed her temples and she recalled the situation that led up to her losing consciousness. Shortly after that, she explained, “My blood sugar must have dipped, so that’s why I fainted.”
It was the same diagnosis that the doctor gave, but he noticed that she was clearly paler than usual.
“You should take a good rest if you’re not feeling well. I’ll help to obtain a medical certificate for you so that you don’t have to attend school tomorrow.”
“That’s not necessary.” Elise instantly rejected Alexander’s offer. “It’s close to our final exam. I don’t want to disrupt my studies.”
She had provided an extremely logical explanation, but he refused to accept her objections.
“Your final exam is not as important as your health! Besides, it’s just for one day. If you have any trouble with your schoolwork, I’ll get Danny to tutor you once he’s back. I’ll get him to bring your homework back too.”
“But—”
“There are no buts about it. I’ve instructed Mrs. Lester to prepare some chicken soup for you. Let’s head home now.”
From his words, Elise suddenly realized that they were still in the school’s medical center, so she hastily rose from the bed. However, she had accidentally strained her wounded arm and instantly furrowed her brows as she instinctively reached out to place a hand over her arm.
“What’s wrong? Did you hurt your arm?” Alexander asked as he made a move to check on her condition.
She hurriedly stopped him in response. “N-Nothing’s wrong. My arm just feels stiff after such a long nap.”
Meanwhile, he didn’t suspect that there was something amiss and mentioned, “I’ll help you to get out of bed.”
Elise held him for support as she got out of bed. It was only then when she felt the pain had significantly subsided. “I’m fine. Let’s go home.”
Alexander grunted in affirmation and immediately led her out of the medical center. However, he suddenly reached into his pocket and turned to her. “I left my keys inside the room. I’ll head back to grab it. Why don’t you wait for me here?”
Elise agreed and he subsequently detoured to get his keys.
He returned to the room and found his keys by the bedside table. Just as he was about to leave, his eyes suddenly noticed something while his gaze lingered. There was a prominent bloodstain on the originally white bedsheet, which caused his expression to instantly darken. He didn’t make his way out to join Elise, but stopped to have a word with the doctor.
“Doctor, was my fiancée injured?”
The doctor had discovered a wound on Elise’s arm when he conducted his medical examination. Despite that, he noticed that she had already attended to the wound, so he wasn’t extremely fussed about it and merely assumed that it was an ordinary injury.
As such, he replied frankly, “Her arm was injured, but the wound had already been dressed. Being her fiance, weren’t you aware of it?”
At that point, Alexander’s expression was thunderous. She didn’t tell me that she was injured! I don’t even know when she sustained that injury! He suddenly realized that he wasn’t exactly the greatest fiancé.
“Thanks, doctor.” As he said that, he reached for his wallet, took out a stack of notes, and handed it to the doctor. “You’ve done a great job.” With that, Alexander walked out of the room.
As soon as Elise noticed him walking toward her, she recollected herself and feigned that everyone was alright despite the intense pain that she felt on her arm. In addition to that, she went forward to ask him, “Have you found the keys?”
Alexander nodded. “Let’s go home.”
Subsequently, the two of them entered the car whereby both of them were lost in their own thoughts and didn’t speak a word to each other throughout the entire journey to the Griffith Residence.
Upon their arrival, Elise immediately opened the door and alighted from the car to enter the house whereas Alexander remained seated in the car. He trained his eyes on her back as she walked inside. Then, he heaved a deep sigh and dialed Cameron’s number. “Get me some medication for wounds. Get more of it and send it to my house.”
Cameron thought that Alexander had hurt himself and instantly probed with concern, “What’s going on, Mr. Duncan? Which part of your body did you injure? Is it bad? I’ll be there right away!”
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