Crises in Love novel Chapter 480

He was chatting with Ronan when I came downstairs, and their gazes shifted to me as I approached. The conversation between them stopped abruptly.

“Allie, did you not sleep at all or is that a new makeup?” Logan still had the energy to joke.

I shot back, annoyed, “Could you sleep when knowing your kid was lost?”

“What’s got you so wound up? We’re on it, aren’t we? Look what it’s done to us!” He pointed to his own face, indicating the bags under his eyes. “We've been burning the midnight oil too.”

True, the fatigue was clearly etched under his eyes.

I offered a wry smile. “Thanks for all you’re doing. I’m like a magnet for trouble, it never ends. Who knows what’s next?”

“Honestly, Allie… Your words have a way of coming true, so zip it and give us a break!” Logan was joking, but his concern was genuine, and I appreciated it.

“Hey... Mind if I crash here for a bit?” Logan asked, his eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep.

I gestured around the room. “Pick a spot, any spot. This place is big enough. But you’ve got to eat something first. I’ll whip up some eggs and warm milk—have a bite before you sleep.”

Before I could head to the kitchen, he stopped me. “Hold up... Just let me sleep on an empty stomach, I’ll wake up sooner. Otherwise, who knows when I’ll wake up? Aren’t you in a hurry to find your son? If you’re not, then I’ll eat and sleep.”

His words left me standing there, feeling helpless. Of course, I was desperate to find my son.

After speaking his mind, Logan headed towards the hallway, calling back to me, “Save the food for when I get up. I’ll only sleep for a short while.”

Watching his weary figure stumble away, my heart ached, but there was nothing I could do. My son was in the hands of a desperado; I needed these guys awake—they were my rock.

I glanced at Ronan, his face etched with exhaustion and deep in thought. I suggested, “Maybe you should get some rest too?”