Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl romance Capítulo 308

"Blake will wake up soon. Let's go in and see him." Pearl was worried that Blake might be traumatized when he learned about the condition of his back after waking up.

They changed into sterile clothing and entered the ward.

Seeing Blake's furrowed brows and sweaty forehead, Pearl felt a deep sense of sorrow. It was unexpected that he would be in such pain even while in a coma.

Pearl moved closer and saw that his fingers were trembling rhythmically, so she reached out and gently held his hand.

Miraculously, Blake slowly opened his eyes in the next moment. Despite the thick layer of padding beneath him, he still sweated and grimaced in pain when he shifted slightly.

"Are you okay, Blake?" Pearl's heart ached as she witnessed his distress.

"I'm okay, Pearl. I won't die," Blake assured her, showing his determination. He knew the extent of damage the sulfuric acid had caused to his back, but he would make the same choice to protect Pearl if given another chance.

"Don't worry. I will help cure your back, and I guarantee that it'll look how it used to be." While cheering Blake up, Pearl set a target for herself.

Despite the pain, Blake's pride remained intact. "I don't need that. A little back injury is nothing for a man like me."

"Alright, don't worry. I'll not only heal you but also make sure that the culprit faces consequences," Pearl declared with a fierce glint in her eyes, her thoughts turning to the person who had fled with the bucket of sulfuric acid. It would be very easy to screen the suspects because she had just gotten there and yet to offend anyone.

"You should start by looking into Willow. We've recently had a falling out, and she's probably harboring resentment," Blake suggested calmly, despite the pain in his back.

But Pearl shook her head. "It's okay. I have other things to take care of. Just focus on what you need to do."

"Alright." Glenn didn't press the matter, knowing his place. He nodded and left.

As Pearl exited the hospital corridor, she suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Richard... what are you doing here?"

"I didn't mean to intrude earlier. I was genuinely concerned about your injury." Richard stood outside the hospital, cigarette in hand, with a few smoked down to the filter. The ground around him was littered with ashes.