Chapter 766 The Only Person I Can Think Of
Late that night, Lucian came out of the study after finishing his work. All the lights on the first floor had been turned off, and only the lights along the second-floor corridor were still on.
While walking past the door to Estella’s room, he vaguely heard some movement inside the room, and his heart sank.
Recalling the aversion Estella had shown toward Aubree, he was worried Estella was secretly crying in her room because she was upset he did not tell Aubree to leave.
Thinking of that, Lucian quietly opened the door to Estella’s room, padded over to her bedside, and peeped at her.
Under the glow of the lights in the corridor, he saw that she seemed asleep. However, it did not look like she was getting a good night’s rest as she kept tossing and turning. She was also scratching at her body to the point that her pajamas had ridden up.
Lucian’s brows drew together sharply as he took in the scene before him.
I thought at first that she must be having a bad dream, but why is it that she seems to be behaving strangely? Also, she can’t seem to stop scratching herself.
Frowning, he grabbed Estella’s wrists to try and stop her from scratching.
To his surprise, she struggled to break free in her sleep and let out a cry of frustration. She even started thrashing around on the bed.
It looks like she’s itching like crazy!
After slowly letting go of her wrists, he saw that she could not refrain from scraping her nails over her skin again, and she even started using more force.
“Essie? Essie?” Lucian called her name twice in a low voice, but she did not wake up.
He waited for a while, his expression turning solemn. Then, he strode to the door and raised his hand to turn on the lights in Estella’s room, bathing the room in a bright glow.
As soon as Lucian turned back around, the red spots on Estella’s exposed skin caught his eye immediately.
The small, red spots formed patches, spreading across Estella’s arms to her neck. Since she had been scratching them, they looked especially red and inflamed.
“Essie!” Lucian could tell with just one glance that it was an allergic reaction. Fearful that her scratching would break her skin, he quickly grabbed her small hands despite her trying to squirm out of his grasp.
The itching persisted while she was still in a slumber, yet try as she might, she could not do anything to alleviate the discomfort. It was too much to bear, and she finally opened her eyes.
Estella was stunned for a few seconds when she saw Lucian standing by her bed. The next moment, she felt her entire body itching intensely. She reached out to scratch her skin, but Lucian held her hands firmly.
“No more scratching,” he said, giving her a stern look.
Estella turned to him miserably. “But it’s so itchy. It’s as though there are mosquitoes biting me.”
After saying that, she lowered her head with an innocent expression to see if there were actually any mosquitoes on her.
Realizing her intention, Lucian quickly covered a hand over her eyes. “It’s probably just allergies. Don’t look. I’ll take you to see Ms. Jarvis and have her check on you.”
It’s her first time going through something like this. All those red spots on her skin look terrifying, and I don’t want to scare her. Even if we go to the hospital, there may not be a reliable doctor at this hour. The only person I can think of is Roxanne. Now that I think about it, it’ll also probably make Essie feel more comfortable if Roxanne is the one to treat her.
Estella’s eyes reddened. She was upset that she could not see anything and felt as though she were in absolute agony. She uttered in a tearful voice, “Daddy, I’m so uncomfortable!”
Lucian gathered Estella into his arms, then used one hand to hold her wrists and the other to take out his phone and dial Roxanne’s number.
