Chapter: 1391

Pierre crouched down to watch her.

Gemma's head dangled over the bed's edge, her hair veiling her face and quivering on her shoulders. Tears dripped from her nose, darkening the gray carpet below.

Pierre's pupils contracted as a familiar scene flashed before his eyes. Instinctively, he cradled her face, his touch gentle.

Her features were turning purple from suffocation, her eyes were bloodshot, and her lips moved without sound.

Pierre spotted the obstruction in her mouth, the cause of her distress. With a clear mind, he swiftly cleared her airway with his fingers.