Chapter 683 - 683: Where Has He Been?
It was evening when Cecelia woke up.
She had a sound sleep and a long dream.
In her dream, she wore a wedding dress and married Kevin.
This was her secret wish from the first time she had seen him when she was a little girl.
At the wedding, her parents came to wish them a happy life.
No one looked at them strangely.
After the wedding, they went abroad for a honeymoon. They enjoyed their life and every day soaked in happiness.
In the end, she murmured Kevin's name as she opened her eyes.
A yellow beam of sunlight shone straight into the tent and warmed her.
Though her head was still a little heavy from the fever, she felt happy and relaxed as she recalled her sweet dream.
She got up and couldn't wait to see him.
It was quiet outside the tent, and the sky was free from storm or wind.
The volunteers of the rescue team were busy around.
She didn't see Kevin. Maybe he went to other places to help.
She went out and looked for him around the tent, but she couldn't find him.
Her heart was beating fast.
She went on looking for him everywhere, but she caught no sign of him in the crowd. Finally, a bad foreboding came up.
She grabbed a volunteer who passed by.
"Excuse me, did you see Kevin?"
Many of the volunteers didn't give their real names, and neither did Kevin. The volunteer paused and replied, "Kevin? Oh, the tallest and most handsome man in the rescue team? I think he's gone."
"Gone? Where has he been?" Cecelia fell into a daze.
"Three hours ago, I saw him leave the disaster area with his luggage on his back. He said he had something urgent to do and had to leave." The volunteer said and went on with his work.
Cecelia stood where she was for a long time, unable to breathe.
It was impossible. He clearly said he would stay with her. How could he leave suddenly?
Hadn't he accepted her?
But the fact told her that he had gone without leaving a message.
His gentleness and patience were all to make her fall asleep quickly.
Tears came to the eyes. She clenched her fists and turned, trying to get him back.
She wanted to ask him why?
Was it because he still cared what people thought of them?
She was too native. Even if she was willing to give up everything for him, not everyone could accept his feeling for his blood-related sister.
She had given him too much pressure…
Suddenly, her weak body was overwhelmed by too many thoughts, and she blacked out, fainting to the ground.
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When she was fully awake again, she lay on the bed in Balfour Sanatorium.
It was the hospital of the highest level in the country for senior officials and their families.
She was sent away from the disaster area after she was found lying unconscious on the ground.
The guards, who had wandered through the country in search of her, had just tracked her down and secretly got her from the local hospital to LA and then to Balfour Sanatorium.
Robert and his wife were relieved when their daughter was found back safely from the earthquake-stricken area.
On the first day Cecelia woke up, the couple came to visit their daughter.
Cecelia looked pale and sullen, not saying much.
Thus, Robert couldn't scold her for running away from home and going to the disaster area. After sitting for a while, Robert got up to leave.
"Go ahead, I want to stay with Cecelia a little longer," Madison said to her husband.
Robert nodded and left the room first, accompanied by the guard.
Madison closed the door. Then she turned to her abstracted daughter.
"You went to the southwest to look for Kevin this time, and you met him, didn't you?"
She did not believe her daughter would go to the disaster area without any reason.
After her daughter was taken back, she sent someone to the town to inquire. Sure enough, she heard that Kevin and Cecelia met again in the disaster area.
She was almost buried alive, and Kevin fought to get her out.
Madison was relieved to know Cecelia was more scared than hurt this time, but what made her alarmed was that her daughter was more closely related to Kevin after she was saved by him.
According to the volunteers there, Kevin took care of her all night and left the next day.
After that, Cecelia fainted quietly and was sent back to LA.
That was why she was still in a daze now.
Needless to say, it must be about Kevin.
Cecelia was not surprised that her mother knew. She lowered her eyes without saying a word.
"Cecelia, you know he's your brother, and there's no way you can…"
"No, he's not my brother." Cecelia raised her head and looked straight up at Madison.
If someone else heard her, it would only be taken as an angry remark.
But Madison's face turned pale immediately as if she knew what she was talking about. After a short pause, she put her pounding heart back in place and stammered, "W-what are you talking about?"
Cecelia stared deeply at Madison, and a sense of pity slowly emerged in her eyes.
"Mom, you know exactly what I'm talking about." She sighed.
The color faded from Madison's face. Shock, surprise, disbelief filled her chest.
"Cecelia…"
Cecelia seemed to know what her mother was trying to say.
"Don't worry, mom. I won't tell anyone about it, ever," she whispered.
This made Madison even more nervous.
"Sorry I'm tired. I want to rest. Just leave me alone, please," Cecelia turned over in bed and closed her eyes.
Madison looked at her daughter with mixed feelings.
After a long time, she heard her daughter's steady breathing. She stood up and stumbled out of the ward.
In the bed, Cecelia clutched the quilt and trembled slightly.
The scenes of her childhood memories passed in review before her eyes.
When she was seven years old, she was sent to Balfour Sanatorium with a bad fever.
At the time, the director of Balfour Sanatorium was her uncle, Madison's eldest brother.
As the director's niece and the governor's daughter, of course, she was taken good care of by the medical staff.