The Heiress He Underestimated novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118 I’ll Stay

“What woman? Give me a name.”

“She didn’t give one. Just a burner phone and a wire transfer. But she had light eyes and dark hair and was looking pale. Looked kind of fragile, like she was sick or something.”

Sarah.

Of course it was Sarah. Working with Xan or working alone, she was trying to gather evidence, trying to find something she could use against them.

“Frost, let them go. But keep their equipment,” Elera said. “And get their information. If they try anything like this again, we press full charges.”

After the intruders were released and escorted off the property, Elera went back to the medical suite. Her hands were shaking with a combination of adrenaline and fury.

“Sarah’s getting bolder,” Drakonius said. “That’s concerning.”

“No, she is getting desperate,” Elera corrected. “She wanted proof that you’re sick, proof that I’m running experiments. She’s building a case for something, probably trying to make me look like some kind of mad scientist or make you look incompetent for trusting me.”

“Well, she failed. All she got was three idiots arrested on our property.”

“This time. But she’ll try again. They always do.” Elera sank back into her recliner, suddenly exhausted. “I’m so tired of fighting. Of constantly being under attack. Can’t we have one day, just one, where someone isn’t trying to destroy us?”

‘Apparently not. But hey, at least the almost–kiss was interrupted by a security breach and not my body actually dying. That’s progress.”

Elera’s head snapped up. “You knew that was an almost–kiss?”

‘I’m dying, not oblivious. Of course I knew. And for the record, I was very much on board with it being an actual kiss before the alarm went off.”

‘Oh.

‘Yeah. Oh.” He smiled at her, soft and genuine. “Rain check?”

‘Rain check, Elera agreed, feeling her cheeks heat.

They settled back into their rhythm, but now there was a new awareness between them. A promise of something that had almost happened and would definitely happen once all this chaos calmed down.

The midnight dose went smoothly. Then the six AM dose. By Saturday morning. Drakonius’s numbers were looking better than they had in days. The rejection was under control. The treatment was working.

“You did it,” Simon said, reviewing the latest results. “You actually modified a complex genetic therapy protocol on the fly and saved his life. That’s… that’s extraordinary, Elera.”

Chapter 118 I’ll Stay

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Finished

“It’s not over yet. We still have another day of intensive treatment.”

“But the worst is now in the past. He’s going to make it.”

Elera let herself feel the full weight of that relief. He was going to make it. They’d gotten through the crisis. Together.

She went back to the medical suite and found Drakonius sleeping, finally resting properly. She stood in the doorway and just watched him for a moment, this impossible man who’d stumbled into her life with a marriage proposal and a death sentence and somehow become the most important person in her world.

“Stop being creepy and come sit down,” he said without opening his eyes.

“How did you know I was there?”

“I always know when you’re there. It’s like a sixth sense. My wife–sense.”

“That’s the dumbest thing you’ve ever said.”

“I’m on heavy medication. I’m allowed to say dumb things.” He opened his eyes and smiled at her. “Come here.”

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