Chapter 91 : He loves me

Christian

I take Ivanna's head on my chest, spooning her in my arms. Silent and helpless, I stare at her, nuzzling her cheek and holding her wrist.

"Baby," I whisper, looking down at her burnt hand.

It's swollen and red. I can't bear a single scratch on her and now this—

"Drive faster," I yell.

"Yes, master," the butler shivers.

The distance to the hospital doesn't seem to end. I can see her face turning pale with each passing second, making my heart twist.

She squirms in my arms as her lips shiver.

"Ch— Chris," she murmurs. Her eyes are still closed.

"Yes. Yes, baby," I grip her cheek. "What's happening? Tell me"

She can barely talk and open her eyes. Only her lips move and she mumbles.

"Say something, dammit. Speak to me," I clench her cheek.

"It— ache— aches," she whines.

"Where? Where's aching? Tel