Chapter 854
Chapter 854:
“Okay,” Fernanda responded immediately.
She was eager for any diversion to ease the intensity of their recent closeness.
Cristian rose, carefully adjusted the blanket around her, and headed to the kitchen to reheat their meal. He was determined not to let her culinary efforts go to waste.
While the reheated food didn’t taste as fresh, Cristian made sure to finish every bite.
He then tidied up the kitchen and rejoined Fernanda in the bedroom. Given their newfound closeness, setting up a guest room seemed unnecessary.
“Did I cause you any pain?” Cristian inquired gently.
Fernanda shook her head softly. “No.”
“Then we can continue,” he suggested earnestly.
Fernanda’s eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at him. “Wait, aren’t you still recovering…?”
Her protest was cut short by his kiss.
That weekend, Fernanda found herself spending an unexpected amount of time in the bedroom. Cristian claimed it was to make up for the time they hadn’t spent together. Fernanda soon regretted her earlier words; this weekend left her exhausted, as though she’d endured a military training session.
On Sunday night, she intended to return to school, but Cristian refused to let her go, insisting he would drive her the next morning.
“No, I need to leave. I have lab work early tomorrow,” Fernanda said resolutely.
She was determined not to stay another night; it was time for a pause.
Cristian gave her a look of mild disappointment. “Understood.”
“Enough with the sad puppy eyes; that act isn’t fooling me anymore!” Fernanda teased as she playfully tapped his cheek.
𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝖈𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘃𝗶𝗮 gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⩶𝖼𝗈𝗺
He had overplayed that gesture throughout the weekend, and she had wised up to it.
Recognizing her resolve, Cristian replied, “Alright, go then. But make sure to visit when you get a chance. It gets lonely here by myself.”
Fernanda scoffed at his words.
As a kid, he spent years in that house without ever once complaining about being bored. People certainly change over time.
Fernanda smiled, tousling his hair affectionately. “I’ll be back to visit in a few days, don’t worry.”
Cristian’s kiss was fervent as he reluctantly released her.
Fernanda chose to decline his offer for a ride, preferring to hail a taxi on her own. Besides, it was still early evening, not midnight.
As she exited his apartment, her phone began to ring with a call from an unfamiliar number. Answering it, she recognized Sloane’s voice on the other end.
“Fernanda, are you on your way back to school?”
“Not just yet.”
“Hey, could you swing by the gym and pick me up? I left my phone at home today.”
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