Returning With A Thousand Favors

Chapter 311

When Marina noticed Chrislyn’s actions, an immediate impulse to step forward and stop her surged within her.

However, she found herself even further away than Jeffery.

Unable to reach Chrislyn in time, both Jeffery and Marina could only watch helplessly as she fell from the upper floor.

“Chrislyn!” Jeffery cried out in desperation. At that moment, he felt as if his entire being was about to shatter.

When he finally reached the window, he was on the verge of following her in a reckless leap.

However, Marina firmly grasped hold of him.

“Do not cause any more trouble at this time!” Marina warned, her tone carrying a stern authority.

“Chrislyn… Chrislyn…” Jeffery murmured repeatedly. He seemed entranced, desperately struggling to break free from Marina’s grip.

“This floor isn’t too high, and there’s a canopy below that will soften the impact. People should not sustain injuries too seriously. If you do not wish to delay her rescue, cease this commotion!” Marina’s voice held an urgent edge.

“What did you say?” Jeffery immediately turned his head upon hearing those words and focused on Marina.

However, Marina offered no further explanation and swiftly turned towards the door.

Similarly, Simon paid him no mind and took large strides to follow Marina as they departed together.

Left alone, Jeffery stood in place. His gaze focused downward for a moment. True to Marina’s words, there indeed was a canopy below.

“Chrislyn…” Jeffery muttered her name, then swiftly turned and left the room.

In the hospital ward, Chrislyn lay on the bed.

“The patient is fortunate. When she jumped from the upper floor, there was a canopy that significantly mitigated the impact, and below was a heap of refuse. The injuries are not severe, and with a period of rest, she will recover,” the doctor reported as he cast a respectful glance at Simon. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Simon, the head of the hospital, nodded in acknowledgment.

“You may leave now. If there is anything, I will look for you,” Simon stated.

“Yes, sir!” The doctor replied and promptly departed.

Upon learning that Chrislyn had not sustained grave injuries, Jeffery hastily pushed open the door to the ward.

Marina and Simon followed suit.

Chrislyn happened to regain consciousness at this time.

“Chrislyn, are you alright? Do you feel any discomfort? Should I call a doctor for you?” Jeffery rushed over to Chrislyn’s side and inquired anxiously when he saw her awake.

“Am I… not dead?” Chrislyn murmured. She glanced around briefly before lowering her head to inspect her hands.

They bore some abrasions, but they had already been treated.

Most importantly, her body ached all over, and she pondered, “The dead shouldn’t experience pain.”

“Of course, you are not dead!” Jeffery cried, his expression darkened at her words.

“Not dead?” Chrislyn mused before commenting. “I must be remarkably fortunate to survive a situation like this.”

“Chrislyn!” Unable to remain seated any longer, Jeffery rose to his feet, gazing at her with a grave countenance.

Chrislyn slowly lifted her head and finally locked eyes with Jeffery. “Why are you so angry?” she asked.

“How can you ask me why I’m angry? Don’t you value your own life? Do you realize how close you were to death?” he replied in exasperation.

Whenever Jeffery thought about the harrowing scene, a chill would run down his spine.

As Jeffery had desperately tried to save her, he had pleaded to every deity he knew, hoping for her survival.

But now, she wore a disdainful expression as if accusing them of rescuing her. It was as if she were complaining about being. alive.

“So what if I almost died? It was my own choice,” Chrislyn responded indifferently.

“You!” Jeffery yelled. He was so furious that his words failed him.

His chest heaved with anger, and his rage was palpable.

However, instead of feeling remorseful, Chrislyn found immense amusement in seeing him in such a state.

A scornful smile curled on her lips as she peered into Jeffery’s eyes.

She mocked. “Are you particularly enraged now? Do you think I’m ungrateful? Do you believe you’re a hero? Do you think you possess the power of a divine being who is capable of saving everyone with a mere wave of your hand? Wake up! You can’t even take care of yourself properly, let alone handle your own affairs. So, why do you have the luxury of worrying about others? Whether I’m Chrislyn Neil or not, I am ultimately an individual with freedom. Whether I live or die, it’s my own choice. What difference does it make to you? Your current behavior is no different from those who have restricted my freedom!”

Upon hearing Chrislyn’s final words, Jeffery felt his body sway.

He gazed at her in disbelief and uttered, “Are you comparing me… to those people?”

“Although your goals are different, your actions are the same. Whether it’s by those people’s side or yours. I won’t be free either,” she rebutted.

When Chrislyn said this, her expression remained especially calm.

On the other hand, Jeffery experienced a sudden drop in body temperature, leaving him speechless.

“I… just wanted you to be safe,” he murmured in a hoarse voice.

“You don’t want me to be safe; you want me to conform to your ideals. As long as my decisions do not align with yours, they are considered bad in your eyes. Why should I accept your definition of ‘good?” Chrislyn replied with indifference.

Jeffery opened his mouth as if wanting to say something, but the words remained stuck on his tongue.

He suddenly realized that Chrislyn’s words were not entirely unfounded.

But…!

“I don’t care what you think, but my bottom line is that you must stay alive. I can accommodate your other wishes, but not this one!” Jeffery replied, enunciating each word with determination.

“Then we have nothing more to discuss. You may leave, Chrislyn said, closing her eyes resolutely.

She had made it clear that further communication was unwelcome.

Jeffery clenched his teeth tightly but refrained from disturbing Chrislyn.

He turned around and made his way to the door.

Marina, who had remained silent throughout, glanced at Chrislyn lying on the bed and calmly exited the room.

Outside the hospital room, Jeffery slumped into a chair, his expression dejected.

Exhaustion marked his face.

Ever since Chrislyn and Marina vanished from the wedding, he had not slept well.

And now, after finally finding them, Chrislyn had pulled off this stunt.

If his heart was not so resilient, he might have given up by now.

“Do you think… I’ve truly done something wrong?” Jeffery asked when he heard approaching footsteps. Even without opening his eyes, he knew Marina was standing before him.