When They Beg I Rise (Lemira) novel Chapter 1039

Seeing Rowan standing there with the flowers triggered a visceral wave of nausea. The horrifying memory of being strapped to his operating table flashed in her mind, a trauma so deep it had caused her to violently throw herself off a hospital bed in terror.

By the time Lemira snapped out of her daze, Rowan was standing right in front of her.

She didn't reach for the flowers. The gesture felt sickeningly ironic. In her past life, he had made sure she never had the chance to 'recover.'

Rowan's expression wavered slightly. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I just don't like those flowers." Lemira flatly rejected them.

Rowan glanced down at the bouquet and offered a gentle, apologetic smile. "My mistake. I just picked them up on a whim. I'll get you something you like next time."

"Hopefully, there won't be a next time. I don't plan on getting hospitalized again." Her words were sharp and full of thorns.

Rowan caught the hostility but kept his temper perfectly in check. "You're right. I shouldn't have worded it like that. Where are you heading? I'll drive you."

"No need. My cab is already here."

Without giving him a second glance, Lemira slid into the waiting taxi and closed the door. He gave her an unsettling vibe, and she wanted absolutely nothing to do with him.

As the taxi pulled away, the gentle warmth on Rowan's face instantly evaporated, replaced by a freezing, predatory coldness. He casually dropped the expensive bouquet onto the asphalt and crushed it to a pulp beneath his shoe.

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Lemira headed straight back to campus. Finals were approaching, and she couldn't afford to miss class.

The moment she stepped through the university gates, the path was lined with cheering students holding massive banners.

"Congratulations to Our Hero, Lemira, on Her Safe Return!"

"Bravery Knows No Gender! Thank You for Saving Us!"

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