Chapter 119: Mr. Cassius Her Words Are the Final Words
Chapter 119: Mr. Cassius: Her Words Are the Final Words
Gemma awkwardly pulled her hand back.
*I was just checking hàm, and, uh, you guys talk. I’ll go get some water.”
afterward.
She’d been wiping Cassio’s face last night, and in her exhaustion, she’d forgotten to dump the water at
Perfect excuse.
“Gem, you don’t need to avoid this.”
Shown will recovering from a near–drail stare down, coukh’t stop his hands from shaking.
Gemma had already grabbed the water basin and stood up. “It’s not about avoiding, but after I get the water, I need to consult with the doctor.”
With that, she walked toward the door.
Shown threw up his hands at the bed, signaling. I’ve done what could.”
Cassius’s face was cold his eyes almost boiling with anger.
“Is it William?”
The sudden shift took Shawn off guard, but he quickly nodded.
“Thas poison–his new friends gave it to him”
“Our people had him comered. No way out. So he took this route.”
“They soaked this book in poison and sent it to the auction house.”
“He knew you’d bid on it.”
As Shown spoke, his gaze dimmed.
This was has half–brother!
Even though he knew the bastard had stolen The Artemis File, Cassius hadn’t planused to wipe him ouL
But now! The bastard had gone this far, trying to kill him!
Hus fits clenched, cracking with rage.
He wanted to go and finish William off right then and there,
Cassius adjusted his posture, his long fingers tapping lightly on the bed.
Then it’s time to pay the old house a visit.”
Shawn’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “You’ve really made up your mind this time!
After all these years, he’d had enough of that William
But then his excitement was replaced with concern
“Can you handle it with your condition?”
Cassius remained expressionless, but there was an unmistakable darkness in his eyes.
The anger flared up again.
But just as quickly, it was suppressed, and he spoke.
“She’s seen it. I’ll be fine.”
His voice was chilling, as though it had been carved from ice.
I sent a shiver down your spine.
Gemma had consulted with several experts.
They were well–versed in poisons
They had come up with a treatment plan–feasible and relatively safe.
Wch the initial treatment plan in hand, Gema felt a loc
She hummed a line tune as she walked back to the ward.
But just as she reached the door.
She saw Cassius and Shawn coming out
The three of them stood across from each other.
There was a brief awkward silence
Genima frowned. “Are you two going out?”
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Chapter 119: Mr. Cassius Her Words Are the Final Words
Sham took a couple of steps back, silently chanting, “Don’t see me, don’t see ine
Casas, however, was calm as eMPT
“Going to the old house.”
At this poùm, what could possibly be good about gohig to the adil houpet
And with Shaun’s radier mention of “getting to the bottom of things,” the quickly realized they were going there to settle the score “You’re still weak. You can’t get worked up, and you definitely can’t overexert yourself”
she absolutely hated patients who ignored medhealachice.
They locked eyes.
The tension in the air
thickened
Shawn kept his head down, hoping to vanish into this air.
Cassius, on the other hand, remained unfared.
But he seemed to have patience, explaining just enough
“I won’t get worked up, and Twon’t overrsent.”
* Gemma was so mgry.
“You’re going to the old house to raise hell, and you’re telling me you won’t get worked up?”
Maybe it was the anger, or just the sheer force of her invenient, but the lair de dipped from her long hair, and like silk, her strands cascaded down her shoulder with flood grace.
Perhaps it was those words that triggered a flood of memories in Cassius. This eyes, now colder than the deepest sea, were devoid of any trace of human emotion
The aur self seemed to shift, as if the temperature od plummeted, creating a ripple in the atmosphere.
“It’s just about reminding them.. some rules are not meant to be broken”
Once he made up his mind, there was no turning back.
He was leaving and nothing would stop him.
Gemua bit her lip but shook her head.
“No. Your condition is too special. You need to be monitored closely.”
They faced off again.
One like a glacier–cold, unyielding
The other, a soft yet lethal force, ready to counter any blow.
Neither was backing down.
The tension hung thick in the air.
Shawn quietly raised his hand. “Gem, how about you come with us? That way, you can keep an eye on Cass, right?
Gemma er
What kind of ridiculous idea is this
Cassaus, however, nodded. “It works”
Gemma
Shawn frantically shot her a look.
Cassius was determined to go.
Please, just go with him
His health couldn’t afford another setback.
Gemma lifted her eyes.
Cassius stood at the crossroads of light and shadow,
His handsome face was pale, almost sickly, caught between light and darkness.
His eyes were as deep as ink, barely concealing a bloodthirsty rage that he was holding back with every ounce of strength.
For a moment, Gemma warned nothing more than to tear apart the person who poisoned him.
“I go with you”
“But give me two minutes, I need to grab my things.”
She rushed back to the ward.
First–aid kits, pills of every kind–all packed into her bag
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As she gathered her things, her mind began to calmn
She had dreifio fior off with Cassius!
Was she out of her malisht.
She glanced done at her hands.
Recently, Cassis had been much easier to approach, more reasonable, anil surprisingly patirul.
So, when he was poisoned, the quickly shifted to the role of doctor, patient in hand.
non he daby’t resist, didn’t get angry – quite the opposite, he was cooperating perfectly.
Taking his meds, drinking his water he was complian
She slapped her forehead.
Lately, she gotten a bit too carried away. She’d love to be more careful to the hare,
After all, as Cali had said, this was Mr. Cassius- someone who held life and death in his hands. In his presence, every word must be chosen carefully,
Outside the hospital.
A row of black luxury cars lined up.
Cars and Gemma got into the one at the from.
The interior was spacious-
There was even a mini bar in it.
Bat Gemma wain’t interested in it, her fucus entirely on Cassien“ comdicion.
Maybe it was just her imagination…
But the side of his race she was watching had a faint flush to it
The cold atmosphere inside the car softened.
It felt less like they were heading to do something deadly.
It was more like they were going for a walk in the park
At the old house.
Derick bobbled downstairs with a cane.
woman in a deep indigo dress hurried over and gently helped him steady himself
“What are you doing up? You should resta lile longer.”
Her voice was sweet and soft.
As she spoke, she tenderly massaged his back.
Derick pointed to William, still breeling in the living room. He sighed dreply.
“If I hadn’t come down, were you planning to kill him!”
“William scrambled over on his knees, grabbing onto Derick’s leg. “Dad, help mel Mam really wants to kill mri“
