chapter 1931
chapter 1931
Charmine had yet to wake up, and Anthony's eyes were still wide open.
The two of them had been through so much to be together. Why was God so harsh on them?
Annabel could not watch this anymore. She bit her pale lip before carefully choosing her words, saying, "President Bailey, I'm going out to get breakfast."
Anthony did not seem to hear her. He sat by the bed and held Charmine's hand, his bloodshot gaze never leaving Charmine.
Annabel looked away and turned to leave.
The sky was dark, and the streets were being cleaned. The smell of all sorts of breakfast dishes being prepared in shops wafted from afar.
Annabel stopped a taxi and went straight to the church.
Upon arriving, she noted that the ancient church was quiet, and the door up ahead was still shut.
She looked around and let out a sigh of relief. She had feared she was not the first to arrive, that she would not be the first to offer her prayers.
She went to the gate of the church and thought of what Susan said to her.
She did not hesitate to kneel and knocked her head against the hard ground.
Following that, she stood up and walked for three steps before going to her knees, knocking her head against the ground.
She was alone as she walked on the stony pathstones, knocking her head every three steps. Through it all, she was very sincere, 1
It was a distance of a few hundred meters from the gate to the church. Annabel did not frown nor did she rest; she continued to move forward with an earnest heart.
Her forehead was scratched and her knees were swollen, though she did not seem to feel the pain. She persisted through.
She finally reached the doors to the church. Enduring the pain that burned at her knees, she struggled to get back up on her feet.
Meanwhile, the heavy wooden door gradually opened.
Annabel was the first person to get inside. She gave a sincere 90-degree bow and prayed, "I pray for Ms. Charmine to wake up soon and be with President Bailey, for their happily ever after..."
It was then after she made her prayer that Annabel felt a sense of relief washing over her.
When Annabel left the church, she slowly came to realize, in shock, that her knees and forehead were hurting so much.
All she was concerned about was praying for Charmine to wake up that she had completely neglected herself.
At that point, her entire body ached terribly.
Annabel held onto the pain and called for a taxi to go back to the city. She managed to get to the pharmacy to buy some ointments and even got some breakfast, too.
Charmine, meanwhile, had not once regained consciousness. Her face was just as pale, but her face looked delicate and stunning.
Anthony's handsome face looked more dog-tired than yesterday. His eyes had reddened, and even his stubbled emerged. Still, his new appearance did not diminish his elegance and allure.
Annabel walked in with the breakfast and said, "President Bailey, have some food so that you'll have the energy to stay with Ms. Charmine. Otherwise, you might fall ill when she wakes up."
When Anthony heard this, he could not help looking over to see her swollen forehead.
He frowned and asked coldly, "What happened to you?"
She went out for two hours to get breakfast, yet all of a sudden, she was hurt?
Annabel reached out and felt her forehead before she sheepishly replied," Nothing serious, really. It was dark when I went out, and I slipped up."
Anthony glanced at her and did not question further. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
He did not care about her. He just had to ask her because Grandma Bailey might scold him when she saw her in such a state.
Annabel handed the breakfast over and said, "President Bailey, have some." "No," Anthony rejected coldly. He continued to blank her and only had his eyes on Charmine.
Annabel was helpless; she could only eat by the side.
Meanwhile...
News of what Annabel did made it to the trending list and garnered a lot of attention.