Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 404 She Just Wants a Hug

"Lela, be a good girl."

"If you need to bite something, bite me."As if under a spell cast by some gentle force, Lela gradually loosened her grip. Sylvester took the opportunity to deepen their kiss.

Lela trembled in his embrace, still keeping her eyes tightly shut, as if trapped in a never-ending loop. Even a thin layer of sweat had formed on her skin.

A few knocks on the door interrupted the moment.

The butler led Vanessa in, both looking uneasy.

Sylvester reluctantly pulled away, his hand sliding gently down Lela's slender back.

At last, Lela began to open her eyes, which, though still as clear and bright as ever, now carried a soft, drowsy haze that made her look endearing.

She straddled Sylvester's lap, looking up at him with drowsy eyes. "Sylvester?"

She thought, 'Is this still part of the dream?'

Lela hugged him tightly, burying her head in his neck, clinging to him.

Sylvester frowned; it was clear she hadn't fully woken up.

He glanced at Vanessa, his eyes cold.

Vanessa, catching his look, walked in with a medical kit. "Mr. Gomez."

Lela clung to Sylvester, refusing to let go. Sylvester tried to soothe her. "Lela, darling, let Vanessa take a look."

She still wouldn't let go. Sylvester had to describe her symptoms to Vanessa.

Vanessa saw Lela lying on Sylvester's shoulder like a docile kitten, her eyes closed, lashes long and thick.

Lela murmured, "Sylvester, I'm fine. Just let me hug you, okay?"

She just wanted a hug.

Sylvester's frown eased, but his eyes were still full of concern. He gently stroked her back. "Lela, you scared me. "Nightmare?"

"Yeah, I dreamed about a lot of things-about you, Clarence, Mom, and something evil."

Vanessa stepped back respectfully. "Lela probably had a nightmare, nothing serious."

Sylvester, feeling distressed, gently patted her back. "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Lela nodded, saying nothing more, and lay in his arms with her eyes closed.

She still didn't seem fully awake.

Vanessa, seeing Lela's condition, hesitated, biting his lip.

Sylvester noticed and frowned. "Just say it."

Vanessa glanced at Lela.

Sylvester, seeing this, said, signaling his indifference to Lela overhearing, "Say it."

Vanessa finally spoke. "Mr. Gomez, last night the police sent over a small vial of substance for me to test. It turned out to be the same toxin as last time." Sylvester squinted, still stroking Lela. "What happened at the police station?"

As soon as the question left his lips, Lela gave a slight tremor in his arms.

Sylvester raised an eyebrow.

Vanessa shook her head. "I don't know. I only know that Hubert personally extracted the substance."

"If Hubert's involved, it must be another unsolved case."

Vanessa still looked puzzled.

Sylvester looked down at Lela. "Alright, go prepare some nutritional supplements."

Vanessa bowed and left.

After she left, Sylvester carried Lela to the bathroom.

He filled the bathtub with warm water, and when it was about two-thirds full, he started to undress her.

But as soon as he unbuttoned her first button, Lela grabbed his hand.