She seemed to hear his voice. Her brows suddenly furrowed, and cold sweat began to bead on her forehead.
Her head started shaking from side to side, like she was trying to avoid something.
Jeffrey frowned, just about to call for a doctor when, all of a sudden, Rachel, who had been in a deep sleep, snapped her eyes open and sat up abruptly, shouting, "No…!"
"Rachel, what's wrong?" Jeffrey asked.
The next second, Rachel clung to Jeffrey's waist like a drowning person.
"Jeffrey, thank goodness… it's you… it's really you… I had a nightmare. I dreamt I was in prison, and they wouldn't let me go. I begged, I… I even kowtowed to them, but they kept hitting me…"
Even though it was just a dream, the pain felt too real. Even now, awake, her lower abdomen still seemed to ache faintly.
But halfway through her words, she suddenly froze, her whole body going stiff.
Because she remembered, this was Jeffrey, but not just "Jeffrey." The person she was hugging… was Master Jeffrey.
