At this moment, Isabel Smith was in a state of semi-sleep, feeling someone stroking her forehead gently, full of affection, like it was all a dream.
It felt so comfortable, so beautiful.
Unable to resist the affection, Isabel nuzzled her face into the hand.
Percy Stanton didn't withdraw his hand immediately. He stayed silent next to her. After a while, he glanced sideways at the trash can, and his gaze locked onto it for a few seconds.
He reached in the trash can with one hand and pulled out a capsule.
There was no mistaking this capsule. It was the pain reliever he had given her to take just now.
She didn't swallow it but spat it out secretly into the trash can when he wasn't looking... Now, she was lying peacefully on the bed, already asleep, looking so serene.
If she truly had been in agonizing pain earlier, how was it possible for her to sleep so peacefully now without taking the medicine?
His expression changed suddenly, becoming uncertain.