Chapter 71: The Forcible Kiss

Every attempt she made to flee had ended the same way—inevitably caught, only to face the nauseating reality of imprisonment and punishment. Could she even consider escaping anymore? Did she dare to try? Giselle hesitated, then subtly shrugged her shoulders and calmly swatted away Chase's hand. With a resigned tone, she said, “Chase, we can't afford to be naive anymore.” Chase raised his hand again, but as his eyes met Giselle's, his arm fell weakly and despondently. He paused, looking at her with unwillingness, “Giselle, you really...” Before he could finish, she quickly cut him off, "What time is your flight?" Her question shattered the moment they were in. Chase's expression shifted several times before he finally turned and walked to the hospital bed, sitting on its edge with a look of desolation. Giselle nodded, no longer planning to say more. But the eerie silence in the room compelled her to break it, “When you leave this time, when are you coming back?” Chase wasn't or