Chapter 88
Agnes kept typing away, ignoring everything else: "I learn whatever he requests me. Even if I get impatient, just thinking about his stern look freaks me out but also gets me excited."
Bella just nodded silently in front of the screen.
Agnes continued: [He's actually super good to me. He knows what I love to eat and always has Eden make extra. He knows I eat a lot, and when we go out, he never minds and orders a ton of food.]
They'd already noticed how attentive Leopold was to Agnes back on Alioth's fifth floor.
Agnes: [Even though he's bossy and stubborn, he's always super gentle with me when we're alone.]
Justin couldn't picture Leopold being gentle.
Agnes added: [Since I'm close with Bella and Clara, he's nice to them too, getting three of every card.]
Clara and Bella nodded, holding the cards they got thanks to Agnes.
Agnes: [When I see a woman in his passenger seat, I get mad; when he stays in another woman's room too long, I get mad; when he's nice to others, I get mad too.]
Justin almost said: [You're just jealous.]
Agnes typed: [Back in Sparkling Metropolis, when things were life and death, he saved me like a hero. He never mentioned it, but I was so grateful.]
In those critical moments, anyone would be grateful, especially if the savior was her husband.
Agnes typed: [When I see him hurt, it breaks my heart, and all my anger just goes away.]
Was Leopold hurt?
Agnes typed: [He's handsome, well-built, and he's my husband. After knowing my identity, everything he did was for my good. Why should I hold back? Am I crazy?]
Bella finally typed: [Maybe it's not a mental thing. Do you have a problem with sex?]
Agnes was momentarily speechless and sent laughing emojis.
Everyone else sent laughing emojis too.
Agnes tagged Bella: [You're the one with the sex problem." When Leopold was anxious, wasn't she also at a loss?
If she hadn't sensed his self-control, she would've doubted if she had a physical problem.
Maybe he really respected her wishes and didn't want to push her!
Thinking about it, Agnes started crying again. Looking at the closed door, Lydia's figure popped into her mind, and she wished she could punch Lydia.
It was because of Lydia that Leopold got hurt.
But Lydia was also his savior, which made her even more frustrated!
Agnes wiped her tears and angrily punched the wall twice.
Group chat messages kept coming, and Jeremy typed: [Agnes, is Mr. Neville hurt?]
She replied: [Yes, don't spread it around. This needs to stay secret, please!] In her haste, she accidentally spilled the beans, hoping everything would be fine.
She trusted this group of friends not to betray her.
Jeremy typed: [Isn't he on a business trip?] Everyone knew about Leopold's business trip.
Agnes: [He suddenly came back, and I don't know where he saw my performance tonight.] Agnes was puzzled. Where did he see her dance? Did he just come back from school?
Considering his injury, she dismissed that thought.
Clara thought for a moment: [But Agnes, after your dance tonight, I think Mr. Neville really put a lot of effort into you. You've changed so much. Take your vibe as an example; you used to be so bossy, but now you've got this elegance and nobility!]
Agnes was surprised: [Me, elegant? Noble? Come on!]
Those words didn't seem to fit her at all.
But Bella and Clara were on the same page: [Clara's right. And Agnes, haven't you noticed your skin's gotten better? You used to have calluses from martial arts, and your skin was kinda rough. But now, the last time I held your hand, it was so smooth. When you bathe, your skin turns red, and I couldn't help but look a few more times.]
Agnes blushed instantly: [Stop! There are guys in the group. Be mindful, okay? Quickly retract that message.]
Bella hurriedly retracted the message, while Justin mischievously sent an emoji: [Too late; I saw it. Agnes, let's bathe together next time. I want to see it, too.]
Agnes: [Get lost! I'm telling Leopold!]
Justin hastily retracted and repeatedly begged for mercy. [Agnes, I'm sorry, I didn't say anything.]
Clara: [I want to cuddle and sleep with Agnes.]
Jeremy: [Then what about me?]
The WhatsApp group burst into laughter, filled with joy.
In the villa, after two delivery guys brought the medical kit, they mysteriously disappeared into the room. Time quietly passed, and over two hours had gone by. Agnes was almost about to push the door open to check.
Nearly three hours later, the closed door finally opened, and two assistants walked out. She hurriedly approached, "How is he?"
The assistant reported truthfully, "Both shrapnel pieces have been removed, and Mr. Mccoy is doing the final treatment."
Hearing this, Agnes finally felt relieved. "Can I go in now?"
"Please wait a moment. Mr. Mccoy will be out soon," the assistant said.
"Alright!" Agnes replied.
A few minutes later, Bennie appeared, took off his mask, and looked exhausted. He said to Agnes, "Mr. Neville's condition is stable. The shrapnel has been removed, and the bleeding has stopped. However, I still recommend he go to the hospital for a follow-up, as the medical conditions here are limited."
Agnes nodded. "I see. Thank you."
Bennie, though unaware of Agnes's identity, guessed her importance from Leopold's choice to come here first after being injured, so he replied even more respectfully, "You're welcome. Kevin and Dennis will arrive shortly. If you need anything, please let me know anytime."
"Okay, I'll see you out," Agnes said.
"No need; you should stay upstairs to look after Mr. Neville," Bennie replied.
"Alright," Agnes said.
Kevin and Dennis arrived quickly, and Agnes learned that Dennis was also injured, limping on his left leg. After inquiring, she knew that Dennis had already gone to the hospital to bandage his wound.
All of this stemmed from a rescue operation on the way back from the airport. Lydia, due to excessive fright, had an asthma attack and was still in the hospital.
With Kevin and Dennis's help, Agnes carefully moved Leopold to the adjacent bedroom, changed the blood-stained bedding, and set up fresh linens.
Leopold woke up the next morning.
The first thing he saw was Agnes sleeping beside him, her face showing signs of fatigue.
He used his uninjured left hand to pull her into his arms and gently kissed her forehead.
Agnes woke up in a daze to find Leopold sitting by the bed reading documents. She groggily sat up, "You're back?"
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