Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 633 Let’s Go Together

"I'm not trying to provoke you. I'm doing all this to get you to join my plan," Elspeth said.

Sonny silently stared at her upon hearing that.

"Have there been any signs of this abroad?" she asked.

In response, he rolled his eyes while putting on his gloves. "No way. For now, we are the only ones

infected with it."

"Where do you think this disease could've come from?"

He shrugged and replied, "I don't know. I just know I didn't do it."

Suddenly, an outrageous answer popped into Elspeth's head. "Do you mean someone might have

intentionally set off an outbreak?"

As soon as Sonny heard that, he hurriedly slapped his hands over her mouth. "What are you saying?

You need to think before you speak!"

"Something's not right. This happened so quickly that it could not have happened naturally."

He sighed and said, "I know you're worried, but don't panic. The source isn't that easy to find. Our task

at hand is to find the cure."

The stern look on Sonny's face dissuaded Elspeth from splitting hairs about it and focusing on the

work.

...

Meanwhile, after being in Frank's care for a while, Raquella realized that she, too, could receive such

treatment. Soon, the two also grew closer to each other due to the time spent together.

She received a phone call early one morning that caused her face to turn deathly white upon hearing

what the other party had said. "What did you say?" she gasped. However, she could not make sense of

what she had just heard, but the one thing she was certain of was that those words left her speechless.

After the call ended, she silently sat there, clearly taken aback.

At that moment, Frank approached Raquella with a plate of cut fruits. Her motionless figure made him

worry that something was wrong, so he waved his hand in front of her face. "What is it? Why are you

spacing out?"

Then, tears streamed down her cheeks, and she sobbed, "Frank, my... My aunt is in trouble!"

When Frank heard that, his smile faded, and he asked, "What did you say? In trouble? What kind of

trouble?" He knew that Raquella's aunt was the most significant person in her life. After all, this aunt

was the person who raised her since her parents passed away when she was just a young child.

Moreover, this aunt was her only living family member.

After that, she wiped her tears away, and her voice broke as she sobbed, "Aunt Mariana was infected

when she went out to buy some groceries. She's now burning up with a high fever. I don't know what to

do."

He frowned in response and remarked, "This is a serious matter." The current situation is so dire that

the death toll has risen dramatically, and being infected is equivalent to receiving a death sentence.

"I know. That's why I'm so scared. I know full well how dangerous this disease is." Raquella turned to

Frank with desperate and hopeful eyes. "How about I head home right now? What do you think? I can't

just do nothing!"

After hearing that, he shook her shoulders to snap her back to reality. "Be rational about this. It's so

dangerous out there. How are you going to get back? Even if you do reach home, what can you do?

You're not a doctor. You can't do anything. There is a chance that you could become infected as well.

What will you do then?"

Even though he rationally analyzed the situation's pros and cons, she refused to listen to a word he

said. However, her mind was preoccupied with the desire to go home. As soon as her mind was made

up, she began to act on it. Hence, she promptly ran back to her room and packed her bags.

"What are you doing? What did I just say? This disease is dangerous. You can't go back. We're also in

lockdown. How are you going to get out?"

Raquella shook her head and replied, "I don't care. I can't lose her. I must go home!"

Frank's heart throbbed with agony to see her so distraught, but he persisted in trying to reason with

her. "Come now. Listen to me; your aunt will not die from this illness so quickly."

The word "die" brought a swift reddening to her eyes. "I'm just worried. I—"

After that, he leaned down to ruffle her hair and pull her into an embrace. "Don't be scared. It's not as

scary as you think. In any case, your aunt would be upset if she learned that you were so worried that

you ran back without regard for your safety. What if your presence causes her distress?"

Frank's voice was so calm and gentle that it gave Raquella a reassuring presence. Thus, she stopped

crying and looked up at him with teary eyes. "Is that true? Will she really be okay?"

He nodded in response, and suddenly his eyes lit up as though a thought had just struck him. "Oh,

right. I forgot to tell you something. Elspeth called me the day before yesterday to say she had made

some progress in the cure she was researching. It's not just her because her great mentor is

researching with her. So, you don't have to worry."

While Frank had not seen Elspeth cure anyone, he knew that she would always surprise them with

what she could do.

Soon, Raquella calmed down when she heard that. For some reason, she had the utmost faith in

Elspeth. Since there was hope, she would just have to believe in Elspeth.

After seeing her calm down, he heaved a discreet sigh of relief. "You've not been feeling well lately, so

don't torment yourself. Take a rest, and don't stress about things you can't control."

Then, out of the blue, she said, "No. I still have to go back." She finished packing and stood up. "Aunt

Mariana is currently all alone. No one is there to take care of her. It would be bad if she winds up

bedridden because of her fever." My aunt had not remarried following the death of her husband. She

was supposed to be able to live out the rest of her life in peace, but then the outbreak happened. Now

that she is alone with no one to care for her, I could not help but be concerned for her welfare.

"What if you get infected when you're there?"

Raquella clenched her jaw and remarked, "My immune system is stronger, so I doubt I'll be infected."

"Still, what if?"

"If I really do get infected, I'll have no choice but to accept my bad luck."

Frank sighed helplessly, realizing there was no way to change Raquella's mind. "Fine. Allow me to ask

you one last question."

"What is it?"

"How many spare rooms does she have over there?" he asked awkwardly.

After hearing that, she was taken aback for a second but eventually nodded. "She lives in a place with

three bedrooms and two other rooms."

Then, he heaved a final sigh of relief. "Fine. I'll go with you."