I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

John Wilkinson was desperate to find out the whereabouts of his sister. Selene, with her high rank in the Celestial Alliance, surely knew a lot of information. He believed that dismantling the Celestial Alliance hinged on Selene. After giving an order, John Wilkinson walked out.

Selene had fainted but was soon awakened with ice water, and the brutal interrogation continued. After another two hours of questioning, Selene fainted for the fourth time, and only then did John Wilkinson stop. Selene was imprisoned in a heavily guarded place, making it unlikely for anyone from the Celestial Alliance to come and silence her.

Selene felt dazed, as if she were floating on the ocean. It was cold and painful. In her delirium, she murmured, “Big brother, it hurts so much… it hurts…” She dreamt of a little girl being scalded by boiling water, leaving a large scar on her arm, crying in pain. A slightly older boy nervously and fearfully carried the girl on his back, saying, “John, I’ll take you to the hospital.”

In her dream, Selene cried. To her, it was just a dream. She didn’t know that John Wilkinson was standing right in front of her. John Wilkinson was unwilling to give up and wanted to question her again but found that Selene had a fever and kept talking in her sleep. To hear clearly, he moved closer.

When he heard the indistinct “John, it hurts…”, John Wilkinson froze. He would never forget that day when his negligence caused his sister to be scalded by boiling water, and she kept crying out in pain.

In her high fever, Selene felt very cold. Instinctively, she curled up and hugged herself tightly, rubbing her arms for warmth. This action caused her sleeve to roll up slightly, revealing the burn scar on her right arm. John Wilkinson’s eyes narrowed as he grabbed Selene’s hand and pulled up her sleeve. His mind felt like it exploded.

He immediately recognized it as a burn scar-an old injury-and it matched exactly with where his sister had been burned years ago.

“Sarah.” John Wilkinson’s heart surged with emotion, his voice choked up. A cold-blooded man was softened by this scar.

John Wilkinson picked up Selene excitedly and walked out. His colleague Robert saw him and asked, “Captain Wilkinson, what’s going on? Are we continuing the interrogation?” Seeing Selene in such a state and being carried out for further questioning seemed excessively cruel.

John Wilkinson strode out quickly. “To the hospital.”

Robert was taken aback by Captain Wilkinson’s sudden urgency and change in attitude. Previously, he had been eager to interrogate Selene harshly; now he seemed anxious about something else entirely.

“Captain Wilkinson, Selene is an important prisoner; taking her away like this isn’t according to protocol…” Robert began to remind him but trailed off as they disappeared from sight.

At the hospital.

John Wilkinson took her to the hospital immediately for medical attention and medication to reduce her fever. However, he wasn’t going to hastily conclude that she was his sister based solely on a scar; he arranged for a blood test to confirm their relation.

The results wouldn’t come quickly; even with his connections, it would take three hours. During those three hours, John Wilkinson stayed by Selene’s side-partly to guard her and partly out of genuine concern.

After about two hours of medication and IV fluids, Selene gradually regained consciousness. She opened her eyes with a dazed expression. She was in a hospital; wasn’t she supposed to be imprisoned? Was this another dream?

Selene turned her head and saw John Wilkinson sitting beside her; her gaze darkened. It wasn’t a dream-she was still a murder suspect.

“Captain Wilkinson,” she said calmly, “I don’t know anything you want to know. Even if you kill me, I can’t answer you.” She added softly, “But I don’t understand why being imprisoned gave me an inexplicable sense of peace.”

It felt like that was where she belonged.

John Wilkinson asked, “How did you get the scar on your arm?”

Selene glanced at her arm and shook her head. “I don’t know; I lost my memory.”

During the interrogation inside, the most frequent thing Selene said was “I lost my memory.” This used to irritate John Wilkinson immensely but now filled him with pain and worry instead.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“How did you lose your memory? What happened?”