Chapter 805: Thank You, My Bleak Life, for the Appearance of You, Annabelle

Chapter 805: Chapter 805: Thank You, My Bleak Life, for the Appearance of You, Annabelle

Later, she became completely disheartened. She had been determined not to forgive him, even wanting to leave him and walk out of his life forever. But eventually, she still forgave him.

Annabelle Linton was truly a wonderful woman. Without her, he felt his life would be entirely bleak, stripped of all color and light.

Leona Grant pressed his hot lips against her cool ones, speaking with deep affection. "Annabelle Linton, I will never let you down in this lifetime. Thank you for bringing your warmth into my cold life and making my world so incredibly beautiful."

Annabelle pursed her lips and smiled faintly, replying softly, "I have never regretted meeting you."

"Neither have I."

Leona’s poison was completely cured.

After conducting a comprehensive examination at the hospital, the medical team was absolutely astounded. To be perfectly honest, after studying Mr. Grant’s condition for a month, they had found no way to treat it. Hampered primarily by a complete lack of experimental subjects, they had only been able to pace around in sheer panic. Yet, unexpectedly, someone else had managed to find the cure. It truly went to show that there was always someone more capable out there.

The lead doctor who had been trying to develop an antidote stared at the series of data on the computer. He looked at Annabelle in shock. "Mr. Grant’s virus is completely gone. Now, he only needs to rest well for about a week, and his body will fully recover."

Annabelle and Leona exchanged a knowing, tacit glance and smiled softly.

The doctor continued to stare at Leona in utter disbelief. He had been in full charge of monitoring the virus in Mr. Grant’s body from the very beginning. Just a few days ago, the infection had clearly been worsening. But now, it had vanished without a trace.

He hesitated, but ultimately couldn’t hold back his curiosity. "Mrs. Grant, I heard that you also participated in this research. Forgive my presumption, but could you reveal just a little bit about how you developed the antidote?"

Annabelle smiled apologetically. "This medicine was developed by my senior brothers. I actually don’t understand much about it myself. I’m sorry."

Hearing her response, the doctor realized he had indeed overstepped. This was an extremely rare virus with no known cure. Now that someone had actually solved it, his asking how they succeeded was essentially demanding they leak their proprietary research. Impressed by her graciousness, he hurriedly backpedaled. "You are too polite, Mrs. Grant. It was wrong of me to ask."

Annabelle simply smiled without saying a word.

It wasn’t a developed antidote at all. If it had been something that could just be researched and created, she wouldn’t have been so deeply distressed. She closed her eyes and swallowed her bitter sorrow.

Absence had only made the heart grow fonder.

Since the doctor had ordered a week of rest, Leona stayed true to his word. He didn’t go anywhere, specifically opting to lounge in bed at home instead of going to work.

They put on an American TV show. With the lights off, Leona leaned against the headboard and pulled Annabelle into his arms. They were both quiet as the show played. Annabelle watched the screen intently, but Leona’s undivided attention was entirely on her. He kept planting little kisses on her face, over and over again.

Weighed down by her own heavy thoughts, Annabelle couldn’t actually focus on the plot at all and was merely pretending to watch. Bothered by his constant teasing, she couldn’t even keep up the act anymore.

Looking up, she met Leona’s gentle gaze. She couldn’t help but chuckle. "What are you looking at?"

"You."

"Me?" Annabelle tilted her head. "What’s so interesting to look at?"

Leona shook his head, staring at her with an innocent expression. "I don’t know. I just like looking at you. I want to look at you."