NovelEnglishChapter 849 Attend The Show For Me
"Janet..."
Draco's voice was so weak that it was hard to hear.
"Yes, I can hear you, Mr.Wesley,"Jreplied.
She sat on the edge of the bed, wiping her tears.
"Don't cry," whispered Draco.
"It's harmful to your health if you cry too much." Draco raised one hand, intending to wipe away her tears, but paused with his
hand mid-air.
He had never seen Jcry so mournfully.
Jtook Draco's advice.
Nodding obediently, she held back her tears.
"Are you okay? How do you feel?" Draco asked gently.
Forcing a bright smile, Jnodded and said, "I'm fine, thanks to you.You saved me."
Her eyes reddened as she spoke.
It was Jwho Jorge had wanted to kill.
It was her who should have been lying on the bed.
Draco shook his head, smiling.
Janet's eyes filled with tears.
Trying to remain calm, she said, "The person who poisoned you was trying to get revenge on me.It was Jorge who stole the
design document from our company.But you stood in front of me, so you were the one who got poisoned."
"It's okay," Draco replied patiently.
"I'm not blaming you or anything."
After speaking a few words, Draco took a break to breathe in soxygen.
When he noticed that his phone was missing from his bedside, he asked gently, "Did the organizers of Iridescent Show contact
you?"
"Yes, they asked us to cto the show tomorrow" Jreplied.
"But you're only just out of danger, and you can't take the plane, so about the show, I think we..."
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she was unable to continue.
"Absolutely not!" cried Draco.
A look of determination cover his face.
"I have to go," he urged.
Jgrabbed Draco's shoulders and gently restrained him to the bed.
"The doctor toldthat in your current condition, you're not to get out of bed.If you're not carefully enough, you could put your
very life in danger."
Closing his eyes in despair, Draco murmured, "Are the efforts of the past few years going to be in vain now?"
It was her fault this was happening, and she was desperate to do something to help.She suddenly felt Draco take her hand.
"What's wrong, Mr.Wesley?" she asked, concerned.
Draco's eyes were shining with inspiration.
"Janet, you can go there for me!" he said.
Jhung her head.
"I can't," she replied sadly.
Her instinctive response was to refuse.
She was just an assistant designer; she didn't have the qualifications or the reputation to represent Draco at such a grand event
as Iridescent Show.
"You can go, and you must," Draco said firmly.
"You are the only other designer who has read all the materials and participated in my creation," he pointed out.
"No one is more qualified than you."
Suddenly, a nurse appeared at the door.
"Time's up," she announced.
"The patient is in poor shape and needs rest. Visiting hours are limited."
The nurse looked at Jexpectantly.
Outside the door, through the glass window, Brandon could see that Draco was holding Janet's hand.
Brandon frowned.
It wasn't a particularly intimate gesture, but the scenedispleased him nonetheless.
Holding hands, Jand Draco looked like a couple; her, with eyes full of tears, and him, with eyes full of affection.
Brandon scowled.
If Jhad looked out the window at that very moment, she would have met his cold, resentful gaze.
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