Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence
Chapter 941

Chapter: 941

Sonia’s fingers brushed against her neck, and Ariana involuntarily flinched, vividly recalling the events

of the previous night. She hurriedly used her hair to conceal the marks and managed an awkward

smile.

“Oh, it’s nothing. Just a mosquito bite that I couldn’t resist scratching. Looks a bit worse now.”

“Is that so?” Sonia withdrew her hand, a hint of confusion playing on her features. Despite the oddity,

she didn’t probe any further.

However, Sonia’s inquiry provided Ariana with an opening to process the events from the night before.

There was certainly something amiss about the cabin. Yet, Ariana hadn’t visited her homeland in five

years, and this trip was deliberately low- profile, making it improbable for someone to target her

intentionally.

After a brief contemplation, Ariana nonchalantly inquired, feigning indifference, “By the way, what’s our

room number?”

“It’s Room 309,” Sonia replied casually, then turned to Ariana with a strange look and asked, “You didn’t

get it wrong, did you?”

“No, of course, How could I possibly get it wrong? Ha-ha, just had a momentary lapse of memory.”

Ariana fumbled with her phone, attempting to cover her brief embarrassment with a couple of awkward

laughs.

She chastised herself inwardly for her stupidity. Assuming the room was technologically advanced, she

had wandered into the wrong one. Little did she anticipate that such a blunder would lead to this

situation. She felt incredibly foolish.

She yearned to erase the memory of the incident, yet the more she tried, the more it lingered, gnawing

at her composure, Just as her patience wore thin, a nurse walked in.

“Hello, the hospital is facing a shortage of rooms now. You can be discharged since your condition isn’t

critical. Simply return for regular check-ups.”

“Understood, I’ll prepare to leave right away,” Sonia acknowledged. The news brought relief to her. The

hospital had become stifling, and she yearned to escape its confines. She eagerly gathered her

belongings to ready herself for discharge.

Meanwhile, in a VIP ward on the top floor, Sadie rested on the hospital bed, her face marred by

swollen, bruised skin, resembling a pig’s countenance with splotches of red and blue. She had even

shattered the room’s mirrors in an outburst of frustration.

The sight of her current appearance ignited anger within her, leaving her feeling thoroughly wretched.

Afflicted by a heart condition from a tender age and devoid of swimming skills, she had believed her

fate sealed when she plunged into the sea the previous night. Fortunately, the presence of others on

deck and the ensuing commotion summoned swift rescuers to her aid,

Weakly, a cough escaped Sadie’s lips, as if her heart were struggling to catch a breath.

As she clutched her chest, a surge of anger coursed through her.

This body had endured two heart transplant surgeries and a myriad of medical procedures, rendering it

incredibly delicate.

But Sadie couldn’t dwell on that now; her thoughts were consumed by Holden and the potent

aphrodisiac permeating the room.

A product from the black market, she had procured it, its only antidote being intimate contact. If Holden

remained ensnared, what recourse did he have?