Chapter 402

Domenic had been banned from engaging with girls.

And those close to him mysteriously vanished into thin air.

That was why Hendrix understood Domenic’s hiding his identity in front of Lindsey.

But Hendrix always suspected Domenic’s interest in Lindsey was fleeting, expecting his enthusiasm to wane soon.

But now, it was not exactly what he was hoping for.

Hendrix gazed worriedly at Domenic.

Jordan, though old, remained the authoritative figure of the Walsh Group.

None dared to defy Jordan, not in the Walsh Group nor in Morcastle.

What repercussions could Domenic face if Jordan learned of his affection for Lindsey? Would Lindsey, like the many girls before, vanish into thin air?

Hendrix pressed his lips firmly.

To prevent such a fate, he was resolute about keeping this secret for his boss.

Lindsey’s consciousness gradually came back from the chaos.

She slowly opened her eyes, finding a pristine white ceiling above her.

Turning her head, she saw the man’s sturdy figure perched at the bed’s edge.

Her left hand nestled in his grasp, his warmth coursing through her fingers.

“Mr.

Walsh…” Lindsey softly uttered Domenic’s name.

His body jolted, swiftly lifting his head.

“Hey, Linds.

” Weariness was all over Domenic’s angular, handsome face.

In his reddened eyes, a glimmer of surprise flickered.

“Do you feel any discomfort? Is your body still aching?”

Lindsey shifted slightly.

Her limbs felt sore,

but the pain had subsided.

She grazed her forehead, finding the wound neatly bandaged.

“It doesn’t hurt anymore.

”

Domenic’s stiff body finally eased as color returned to her pallid face.

“Are you hungry? Need something to eat? You must be thirsty after the long sleep.

I’ll fetch you some water.

”

Domenic’s soft, husky voice floated near Lindsey’s ears.

As he rose, a slender hand grasped his wrist.

He turned, locking eyes with her, her gaze unwavering.

She spoke softly.

“Don’t leave…”

He settled back, clasping her hand and nodding gently.

“Alright, I won’t go.

I’ll keep you company.

”

A faint smile graced her weakened visage.

She glanced at him, her eyelashes fluttering.

“How did you… Find me today?”

Grasping her cold fingers, he spoke in a low, hoarse tone.

“I was about to lose it when I couldn’t find you.

I had no choice but to alert the authorities.

They traced your phone to an alley and followed the trail, eventually finding you.

It took time, given you were on the sea.

”

Domenic withdrew a phone from his pocket, passing it to Lindsey.

She took her phone and looked up at him, her pallid lips curling slightly.

“You were rather swift.

I feared I wouldn’t make it through tonight…