When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 906: Awake
The two maids quickly split up to take action; one closed the curtains, while the other shut the door, and the room darkened instantly.
"Dear?" Old Mr. Downey sat in the chair by the bed, still holding her hand, gently and expectantly calling, "Open your eyes and take a look? Can you hear me?" He gave her a sense of safety.
The room was exceptionally quiet... The two maids returned to the bedside, looking at her expectantly and nervously. How beautiful.
Everyone’s eyes were focused on the girl’s eyes that had been closed for two months...
Beneath her thin eyelids, the movement of her eyeballs was quite fast, as if she could hear his calling, like the state in a dream.
"Dear...?" Old Mr. Downey continually called out softly, fearing she might fall back into sleep.
The two maids were also on edge, full of expectation.
Finally, after everyone’s wait, two minutes later, the girl slowly, gently opened her eyes.
The room wasn’t bright, and she didn’t feel any discomfort as she awoke.
The ceiling that met her eyes, along with the arrangement glimpsed at the corner of her eye, the new traditional Chinese style crafted from solid wood, gave her a time-traveling feeling, dreamy and illusionary.
"Dear, you’re awake?" Old Mr. Downey stood up excitedly.
The girl slowly turned her eyes at the sound, seeing an older man and two women standing by her bed, all three looking at her with smiles.
The unfamiliar faces, combined with this unfamiliar environment, made her a bit nervous, and her eyes showed a hint of wariness when she looked at them.
"It’s good that you’re awake." Old Mr. Downey asked with concern, "Does your head hurt? Do you know how long you’ve been in a coma?"
The girl’s reaction to the questions seemed slightly delayed.
Her head didn’t hurt, but as for how long she had been in a coma... and the events before the coma, she seemed to have no memory at all.
The more she tried to recall, the more uncomfortable her head felt, with her temples throbbing.
"Would you like some warm water first?" One maid came over with a cup of water, asking happily.
The other maid approached the bed, "Dear, shall I help you up?"
When the newly awakened girl was helped up, she also supported herself with her hands, sitting up steadily. She looked again at the three in front of her. Although unfamiliar, she felt at least goodwill from them.
"Here, have a sip of water first." The maid handed the cup to her.
The girl reached out to take it. Her throat uttered a raspy "thank you," due to not speaking for a long time.
She was still unaccustomed to the feeling of speaking again.
After taking a sip of water, her throat felt better. "Thank you," she said again as she handed the cup back.
The maid took the cup from her hand and then asked, "Do you remember your name? Do you know... why you’re here?"
This was precisely what Old Mr. Downey wanted to ask. Now that the maid eagerly asked the question, he observed the girl’s expression, hoping to gauge the extent of any brain injury from her answer.
When she was first brought back, she had suffered a serious head injury, although the wounds had healed by now.
The girl thought seriously for a moment and shook her head, "I don’t remember." She looked around the unfamiliar environment again, "Could you tell me where this is?" She felt uneasy.
Thinking she had traveled through time, the anxiety in her heart mounted. After all, with the existence of parallel worlds, nothing is too strange.
"Jadepoint, The Xavier Family. Do you know it?" One maid, with a slight smile and a hint of pride, informed her.
The girl shook her head and replied softly, "I don’t know..." Then she asked, "What year is this?"
The maid seemed to have grasped her thoughts and quickly replied, "2023, no time travel."
At this moment, Old Mr. Downey instructed, "Quickly inform the madam that the girl she has worried about for so long has awakened."
"Yes, sir!" The maid was overjoyed and rushed out of the room.
