Wendy? Am I in Royal Court One?
Sasha slowly came to her senses, and she started surveying her surroundings while still lying on the bed.
The room she was in was decorated with a cool atmosphere in mind. The walls were in shades of grey and were coupled with a white-tiled floor. The wardrobe was made of glass-like materials. It was not fully see-through, but she could still see the clothes arranged in it in an orderly manner, making it more elegant.
This bed room. It’s…
Her eyes suddenly widened.
“You’re awake?”
Sebastian came in and noticed her after getting Wendy to give the doctor a call.
Sasha immediately froze up. in place.
She thought that she was still in a dream as she recalled having a fall out with him, that he caught her red handed and she admitted to everything before she blacked out.
What’s going on?
Sasha looked at the man in front of her, stunned.
But when Sebastian saw that she had woken up, he went straight to the side of the bed and checked on her temperature by placing his palm on her forehead.
Sasha did not know what to say.
“Your temperature is normal. Don’t worry, you’ll be fine.” He retracted his hand and looked at Sasha. She was staring at him, looking very dumbfounded of the situation.
Naturally, Sebastian was not going to tell her that he was there the entire time.
When he brought her back, she was covered in injuries, and her clothes were tattered. So, he got Roxanne to check on her, making sure that her life was not in danger before cleaning her up himself.
It was the first time Sebastian did something like this for anyone but his kin.
Sebastian poured Sasha a glass of warm water and placed it on the bedside table.
Sasha was still quiet.
She looked towards the cup of water and looked back at Sebastian before finally supporting herself to sit up.
However, as soon as she moved, she felt a sharp pain coming from her belly. “Ah!” She cried out and fell back.
At that instance, Sebastian’s expression changed. He quickly bent down and helped Sasha up. Cold sweat was breaking out all over her face because of the pain.
“Does it hurt?”
“Yea.” Sasha admitted, as tears welled up.
She thought that he was going to show some sympathy for her.
But instead, as soon as she answered, he started ridiculing her, even though he helped her up and placed a pillow behind her.
“Maybe you should go all the way next time. That way you won’t hurt as much.”
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