Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 442

A hand suddenly clamped tightly around her wrist.

“Ah!” The maid beside her let out a startled cry.

Anastasia spun around.

The man lying in the bed—when had he opened his eyes?

He was still terribly weak, his gaze barely able to focus, lids half-lowered as if trying to make out her face through a haze.

“He’s awake!” the maid squealed, her voice trembling with joy.

Awake?

Mr. Evert and Lauren, who had already reached the door, whipped around in shock.

“Oh, thank heavens!” The butler was so overwhelmed he looked ready to burst into tears.

The man’s lips moved.

His voice was so faint, no one could make out the words.

But his cloudy gaze remained fixed on Anastasia, as if the words were meant for her.

She bent down, her tone gentle. “What is it? What do you want to say?”

“Was it you… who saved me?” His voice was raw and barely above a whisper, the result of too many days lost to illness.

Anastasia’s relief was genuine; she smiled warmly. “Yes. But don’t try to talk now. Your body is still extremely weak. Focus on resting and following the treatment—I promise, you’ll be back on your feet soon.”

She tried to gently pull her wrist free. “Could you let go of my hand for now?”

It was odd—despite how frail he was, his grip on her wrist had been surprisingly strong, as if he’d summoned every ounce of strength just to hold on.

At her request, his fingers slowly loosened. “…All right.”

Anastasia exhaled and straightened up, turning to the butler. “I’ll leave a prescription for him. If you follow my instructions and keep up with his care, he should recover quickly.”

“Thank you, thank you! Dr. Sterling, I can’t possibly express how grateful we are!” The butler’s eyes shone with gratitude.

Anastasia just smiled. “This is my job. I’m glad I could help.”

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