Chapter 431: I'll Kiss You

"Don't mind me. Just eat whatever you want, and I'll have some porridge." With that, Christy took a sip of porridge. Although she had rested for over eight hours, she was still exhausted after sitting up from the bed.

Without saying anything, Trevor sat down on the carpet. With his back to her, he also began to eat the porridge.

He put a new carpet on the floor this morning. The one stained with blood and water was thrown into a garbage bag by him last night and then taken away by Jason.

Looking at Trevor, Christy remembered how people in City Y had judged this young man. Rumor had it that he was autistic and afraid of the dark. In addition, he acted like a freak, having great problems socializing with other people.

Christy had only been in contact with him for less than a day, but she could tell that he was not autistic. Instead, he just seemed to conceal his true self from others. He still knew how to communicate and even saved her life.

An autistic person couldn't learn through the computer about how to take out bullets from an injured girl.

"I'm so tired. Can you feed me?" Christy put down the spoon and lay on the bed feebly.

As expected, Trevor stiffened for a moment before standing up. This seemed to take him a lot of determination.

Trevor was tall, and Christy guessed he might be of the same height as Noah. However, he was too skinny, and the oversized shirt and pants almost covered his entire body. He was so pale that his arms and hands seemed to emit a pearly glow. She could even see the blood vessels beneath his skin.

Trevor picked up her spoon, scooped up some porridge from the bowl, and raised it to her lips.

Christy opened her mouth to eat the porridge, but she kept looking straight at him.

...

Trevor couldn't help looking down.

Christy still stared at him.

...

Trevor lowered his head to avoid her gaze.

Christy smiled. "Why did you look away?"

Trevor remained silent.

Well, she didn't expect an answer from him.

"I have to go back later." She stared at the lower half of his face, which wasn't covered by the hood.

She could vaguely see his eyes, but she still fixed her eyes on his pursed lips.

She was eager to hear something from him.

However, his lips clamped even more tightly.

Upon finishing a bowl of porridge, Christy lay down again. After putting the dishes back to the door, Trevor went to bed and started to work with his computer.

Christy looked over with curiosity. Trevor stiffened a little, but he didn't stop her.

Suddenly, Ferne called Christy.

She answered the phone. Meanwhile, she still stared at Trevor's computer. On the screen were all kinds of information from different social software and personal mailboxes. There were over twenty pages and he had miniaturized all of them.

Some netizens announced that they would commit suicide, while others felt that life was hopeless and they wanted to ask others for help.

After sifting through all the information, Trevor pasted the useful ones onto a new page. His skinny fingers flew over the keyboard, which reminded her of the scene that he took the bullet out from her shoulder.

She still remembered that his hand was dry and warm.

"Did you find anything?"

Hearing Ferne's question, Christy turned her attention back to the phone call. "What?" she asked.

Hearing her voice, Trevor realized that they were very close to each other. He leaned to the side involuntarily and slowed down his movements.

"Did you find any evidence to prove Branden's guilt?" Ferne was extremely restless and he told Christy the confessions of Branden and the others.

Christy hadn't contacted Noah since last night, so she had no idea that the House of Hope's staff had been sent to the police station. She was surprised to hear the latest situation, but her face turned cold when she heard that there was no new evidence against Branden.

"I found a red door to a room. There are only a bed, a chair, a mirror and a few books inside. I didn't see any women, girls, or..." She looked at Trevor and decided not to mention the iron cage.

Ferne sighed.

Christy then asked, "Where are the children? Did you get any useful information?"

Ferne said wearily, "No. They are quite healthy. In less than an hour, Branden will be released for the lack of evidence. His attorney is sorting out the documents now, preparing to charge us with arresting Branden without any evidence. Damn it..."

Christy thought of Irene. Perhaps she would lend them a helping hand as Branden's daughter.

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However, Christy wasn't sure that Irene would be against her father. In fact, she even doubted if she should believe in Noah's judgment.

No one knew whether Branden was truly innocent or not.

They must let the evidence speak for itself.

"Where are you? Didn't you meet Noah?" Ferne asked.

"I'll be back soon."

After hanging up, Christy lay on the bed for a moment. Then she said to Trevor, "I have to go."

Trevor did not turn around. He was still sitting there working, with his fingers flying over the keyboard. The little robot had climbed to his side and was quietly looking at his computer.

Christy picked up the little robot with one hand and kissed it. "Hi, I miss you so much."

Only after the kiss did she realize it was inappropriate behavior. Staring at Trevor's slightly stiff back, she asked, "Is it the same as kissing you?"

Trevor was overwhelmed with embarrassment.

He slightly shook his head.

If Christy hadn't been injured and encountered those troublesome things, she really wanted to tease him now.

"Can I go back?" She covered her shoulder with one hand and tried to get out of bed.

Trevor shook his head and pressed a button on the keyboard.

Then the little robot said, "I'll send you back tonight."

The voice sounded quite young.

Hearing this, Christy involuntarily recalled the old days. She sighed softly and then changed the topic with a light tone, "It means I have to stay with you all day, right?"

Trevor remained quiet.

"Please say something, or I'll be so bored," she said smilingly.

Trevor seemed not to hear her.

She stretched out her index finger and gently scratched his back.

Trevor stiffened for a moment. He then turned around and saw her smiling face.

"You smiled." Covering her shoulder, Christy took a closer look at him. "Why are you wearing this?" She pointed at the hood on his head. "Can't you take it off?"

Trevor did not answer.

Christy had stretched out her uninjured hand. To let his guard down, she deliberately slowed down her movements. Starting from his hood, her hand slowly came to the front of his face and then up to his forehead.

Then she took off his hood gently.

Trevor was rigid with nervousness, and then he heard Christy's voice close to his ear. "You have fair skin."

She still wore a smile, which dispelled his discomfort.

"I greeted you earlier, but why didn't you reply to me?" Christy asked.

Trevor habitually lowered his head, but he couldn't hide his face under a hood now.

His skin was ivory-white, and even the blood vessels in his neck could be clearly seen. After being pressed by the hood for so long, his hair lay flat on the top of his head.

His eyes were as clear as a calm lake. Even if someone threw a stone into it, no ripples would be stirred up.

The Pecks were born to be good-looking. Arabella was an exceptionally beautiful girl with an air of elegance, while Trevor had more outstanding features. Under his dark eyebrows were two deep-set eyes. His lips looked particularly thin against a straight nose and well-defined jaw. When he looked sideways, she could see his jawbone and the blood vessels beneath his skin.

Trevor still kept silent.

Christy said, "If you're unhappy about me taking off your hood, I'll put it back on."

He didn't nod or shake his head, as if he didn't mind her doing anything to him.

Christy tilted her head and looked at him. "If you still give me no response, I'll kiss you."

Trevor's heart skipped a beat.

Pouting her lips, Christy slowly came near to him.

Trevor said stiffly, "I'm fine."

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