FakeNovelChapter 1014: The nstruck Kristopher like a jolt of lightning. His hand froze over his plate.
In an instant, flashes of memory surged through him-Carrie lying motionless in a hospital bed, blood soaking the sheets... the chaotic voices of doctors surrounding her. And among those voices-clear as day-one line cscreaming back: “It's not type O. It's Bombay phenotype!" Suddenly, memories surged through Kristopher's mind-sharp, vivid flashes that cwithout warning. They were accompanied by the familiar sensation of pressure behind his eyes, the telltale sign of a headache he had grown used to over the days.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtReflexively, he raised a hand to his temple, gently massaging it as the other hand slipped into his pocket, searching for his medication. After a few seconds of fumbling, he paused. There was nothing there. He checked another pocket, but still—nothing. And then it hit him. The pain he was feeling now wasn't like his usual headaches. It wasn't the sthrobbing intensity that left him breathless. No-this was different.
He suddenly remembered: in the chaos of his schedule, he had forgotten to take his medicine altogether. "What's wrong, Kristopher? Are you feeling unwell again?" Aliza's voice csoftly from beside him, laced with concern.
His heart sank slightly. Without giving it much thought, he instinctively leaned into the moment, clutching his head with feigned weakness. "Yes... it just started hurting again," he murmured.
Aliza leaned in, her voice cautious, probing. "Did you remember something again?" Kristopher stilled. Her question wasn't one of concern—it was an inquiry, a test. She wasn't worried about his condition. She wanted to know if a memory had returned.
In the past, he might have missed it, too consumed by the pain. But now, pretending to be unwell, he saw it clearly. Aliza wasn't panicked by his suffering. She was anxious about what he might recall. Still, he didn't confront her. He maintained the illusion, furrowing his brows. "No. I didn't remember anything. It just started hurting." At that, Aliza visibly relaxed. Only then did she try to appear worried. “This pain's been going on for too long," she said, half-heartedly. "Kristopher, don't worry-I'll call an ambulance for you." But her concern didn't match her body language. As she reached for her phone, her eyes drifted back to the dishes on the table-half-eaten, barely touched. She'd been too engrossed in gossip earlier to enjoy the meal she had ordered for herself.
Discover what's next on gVlnovдls.☐☐ Kristopher had always suffered his migraines in silence. They con so fiercely, so suddenly, that he was never in a position to assess others' reactions. But this time-this the saw everything clearly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Don't call an ambulance," he said.
He quickly added, "I don't want to arouse suspicion, so if the media om catches wind of this and snaps a photo, rumors about my health will spread. That could affect the Norris Group's stock price."
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