Ms. Escape Marrying to Run Fighting to Rise novel Chapter 87

Chapter 87 Sleeping Like a Baby

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“Tell him? What for? He might try to sell you off.” Curtis ruffled Adriana’s hair. “Pack your things. Let’s go.”

Adriana reluctantly tidied her hair. Why does he love messing up my hair so much?

Back in Govendale, that young man liked to ruffle my hair too.

But he said it was because he was used to petting dogs. I wonder if Curtis has the same habit.

Early the next morning, Harold personally sent people to the hotel to “grab” Adriana for a hospital check-

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The hotel informed them that Curtis had already left for Haldoria last night.

“Curtis! You think returning to Haldoria will protect her? If she isn’t pregnant, you must get a divorce!” Harold sent Curtis a message, fuming as he looked at Danielle and Nicole following along. “Danielle, once you’re back in Haldoria, take Adriana to the hospital yourself for the check–up.”

Danielle smirked. “Got it. I’ll make sure it’s done.”

Rushing overnight with Curtis back to Haldoria, Adriana felt like they were fugitives on the run.

She was so exhausted, she didn’t care about any fancy rules between a sugar baby and her boss. She just crashed out in her seat and slept like a log.

It wasn’t surprising. She rarely flew, got motion sickness easily, and after the night Curtis had put her through, she was completely wiped out.

“Is that Curtis? The prince of Harborton?”

“Yeah, I saw him in a finance magazine. That Patek Philippe on his wrist costs over ten million …

A few first–class flight attendants hid excitedly behind the meal service cart.

“Who’s the woman with him? She’s really pretty. Is it his girlfriend?” one whispered, eager.

“Never heard he had a girlfriend. I’ve heard about him before, but this is the first time we’ve actually seen him!”

The flight attendants watched from the side, admiring Curtis’s good looks.

Even compared to all the male celebrities they’d seeif, few could match the natural nobility Curtis carried.

“I’ll go first,” one attendant said, confidently touching up her makeup in the mirror.

Admittedly, she was stunning and elegant, a native Harbortonian fluent in multiple languages. That was why she was so sure of herself.

“Sir, we’re about to land, we … ” the attendant whispered, only to be politely interrupted by Curtis raising his hand in acknowledgment.

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Chapter 87 Sleeping Like a Baby

She smiled at Curtis and pulled out her phone, wanting to get his contact.

Curtis didn’t respond, simply cradling Adriana, who was still deeply asleep, in his arms.

The attendant’s face turned awkward. She nodded and moved aside to speak to other passengers.

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She deliberately spoke in a foreign language to sound fluent and appealing, catching the eyes of first–class

passengers.

She wouldn’t pass up a chance like this; opportunities to get close to Curtis were rare.

Her name was Yolanda Spencer, daughter of a businessman who moved from Centralia to Harborton. Born in Harborton, Yolanda carried an unspoken sense of superiority and never mentioned her family’s origins.

Having often heard her father talk about Lincoln Group and Curtis, she had always wanted a chance to meet him.

Today’s encounter on the plane was pure luck, and also because Curtis had rushed and bought a nearby commercial flight.

“You’re so heartless, leaving me all alone while sleeping like a baby.” Curtis’s senses were sharp; he knew he was being observed like prey.

Yet the woman beside him was completely unaware, sleeping peacefully.

He didn’t have the heart to wake her, so he just let her rest in his arms.

Adriana didn’t sleep soundly on the flight. She had nightmares, reliving the fire in Govendale years ago.

Adriana hadn’t always been called Adriana Xander. Before her second adoption, she had no last name. The orphanage director was the one who named her Adriana.

After being adopted by a couple with the surname Xander, her name changed to Adriana Xander.

Later, when she returned to the orphanage, the director asked if she wanted her old name back. She shook

her head.

Perhaps this was why she clung so desperately to the idea of having a family…

“Mom… save me …”

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