Chapter 516 Whispers of Devotion.
Damien closed his eyes, and a teardrop trickled down from the corner of his eye.
His voice was low and quivered, “I don’t know.”
Cherise regained consciousness and immediately noticed her right hand wrapped in bandages.
“Mom!”
As Cherise awoke, the first image that flashed in Cherise’s mind was Charisa.
The haunting recollection was etched in her memory as she recalled Charisa being carried away on a stretcher, soaked in blood, just before she lost consciousness.
Mom’s health was already fragile.
Could she still endure?
“Aunt Charisa is fine.”
Zachary rose from his seat, grabbed a pillow, and skillfully positioned it behind Cherise, allowing her to relax against the headboard easily. Reflecting on the unsettling incident, he remarked, “I don’t know if Maeve hesitated at the last moment or if it was a mere slip of the hand.”
“She didn’t hit any of Aunt Charisa’s vital organs; Aunt Charisa barely managed to pull through.”
“Thirsty? Would you like a glass of water?”
“Mm.”
Cherise breathed a sigh of relief, but when she reached for Zachary’s glass of water, she noticed his heavily bandaged right hand and gasped.
Zachary noticed this, too.
Sensing her concern, he approached with water and gently asked, “Feeling better?”
“Mm.”
The girl nodded.
Zachary set aside the water glass and explained, “Although Aunt Charisa’s condition isn’t critical, her health demands ongoing hospital monitoring. It will take another day to confirm no significant complications.”
Cherise nodded.
“Can I see her then?”
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“Let’s wait until tomorrow.”
Zachary smiled reassuringly, “Don’t worry, Bunny.”
“Trust me -Aunt Charisa is doing fine.”
“I grew up under her care. I care for her as much as you care for her.”
“If anything happened to her, I wouldn’t be sitting here idly chatting with you.”
Cherise pursed her lips, hesitated, and finally believed Zachary’s words.
“Where’s my father?”
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