Interstellar: Conquering Crazy Commanders with Food

Chapter 205 Her New Wish

Walking out of the dungeon, the sun outside has already come out.

Claire was standing in a straight corridor, and Cassius was crossing the lawn outside. His black hair was so dazzling in the sun, and the red cloak on his shoulders was more eye-catching and gorgeous than the color of blood.

He seemed to be dressed up to attend a soldier's assembly before the war. The years and the flames of war did not leave the slightest trace on his face, and his double golden pupils became astonishingly bright after seeing her.

Facing him again, Claire's mood is very complicated.

Everyone's supposedly beautiful life was broken and ended, but none of them was the mastermind of this tragedy. She has no right to blame Cassius at all, he has paid too much.

She just couldn't help feeling sorry for those lost companions, and how Cassius would bear the pain of killing them with his own hands when he recovered his memory in the future.

"Claire." He walked into the corridor and stood in front of her with a cautious face.

He wouldn't treat a woman so carefully, which only proved that she was so special to him, a special thing that he forgot and was not willing to hurt.

"I went to see Cyril." Seeing him coming, Claire said softly, "He told me everything, and I know it's not your fault."

"I'm glad you think so." There was a kind of relaxed smile on his careful face, it seemed that he was not guilty of killing his loyal subordinate, but worried that she might misunderstand him.

He loves her very much, even after losing his memory.

But he only loves her, and this kind of cognition can't make Claire feel happy from the bottom of her heart. She even feels that she will soon be overwhelmed by pain.

"Eliga." She moved her lips, and calmly called out his name in a voice as light as a feather.

The relaxed mood quickly froze on Elija's face. He held her fingers slightly harder, wondering, "Why did you call her by that name all of a sudden?"

"Don't you have that name?" Claire asked back.

His fingers wrapped around her fingertips, and he tightly held her hanging hand in his palm, "As you like."

Claire was taken away from the place where the sunlight came in, and there was a lot of noise in the hall ahead.

The cook who made her breakfast this morning was being dragged out of the dining room, and it looked like the two Zerg were about to drag him out and finish him off.

"I see you didn't eat much in the morning." Elijah lowered his head and said, "I'll get you another nutritionist."

The two have nothing to do with each other, but he thought it was the chef's fault that she ate less
Claire looked up at him, and his unbelievable cruelty made her shudder again,

This style is almost the same as that of Terrence, is it really the cruelty engraved in the genes?

Her hand quickly grabbed his silver-gray military uniform hidden under the red cloak, and she said with an ugly look: "It's just that my appetite has changed since I was pregnant. It has nothing to do with the chef. Let him go."

Seeing that he was still unmoved, Claire tried to pull out the hand that was held by him, and Elijah simply trapped her in front of her chest, holding her tightly with arms like iron clamps, "Okay, Claire , don't make trouble for no reason."

"I'm very satisfied with this chef." Claire said decisively: "If you dare to change him, I swear I won't eat for the next week."

Elijah's expression suddenly became gloomy. He was restraining his temper and enduring her emotions.

The two stalemate for more than ten seconds. Seeing that the chef was about to be dragged away, Claire's stubborn voice finally echoed in the hall, "Put him down."

The chef was terrified, and ran back to the restaurant regardless of the slipped shoe.

It's not easy to take a life back from the mouth of a beast.

Claire took a heavy breath, her face gradually turned pale.

The long-term accumulated exhaustion and the various blows she suffered made her suddenly lose the strength to stand up. She leaned softly on Elijah's body, feeling sick to her stomach without warning, as if her chest was pressed against a stone. Let her gasp uncomfortably.

Elijah was keenly aware of her abnormality, and he quickly hugged her, his voice changed sharply, "Claire."

She seemed to hear the sound of clothes bursting open, something was exploding from the skin, a gust of wind blew by her ears, she felt top-heavy, and everything around her was retreating rapidly.

Elija hugged her and bumped into an antique vase placed in the corridor, the shattering sound still echoed in her ears, and she had already arrived in the medical room.

Lying in the medical cabin, she looked at the people surrounding her with dazed eyes, unable to tell what happened for a while.

I could vaguely hear Yilajia growling uncontrollably, "Give her a full body check!"

The water surged from all around and soon covered her body.

A black female doctor was hijacked by the Zerg and rushed in. Claire remembered her face, and she was still alive.

"She's pregnant! Be careful! Not all the functions of the equipment can be used on her!" She heard the female doctor scold in panic, she didn't sound afraid of these bastard bugs at all.

Out of the corner of the eye was occupied by a touch of black, Claire turned his gaze away, and his gaze stayed on the pair of translucent black wings in a daze, which fit tightly to Elijah's body, and those blood vessels with fangs and claws filled every corner of the wings .

What Cyril said was still too light, he may never remember.

This is the real him, the Zerg leader with wings.

The water was stabilized, and her eyes slowly closed.

"I think she has been in a painful state for a long time. No one knows how long this bad mood has lasted on her. Her body function is disordered, there is something wrong with her heart, and maybe she is still a little bit depressed. Yes. , slightly." The female doctor seemed to be still roaring, her voice hoarse like a broken string.

"She has suffered too much, she has suffered enough! How can you just reveal to her that you cleaned up Hope! She has suffered enough!"

It turned out that everyone knew.

But she really didn't blame Elijah too much, she just couldn't accept it yet, she just needed time to wash away the pain, which she did well on earth.

Of course, it doesn't rule out that she's just trying to look good.

"She's still pregnant now! Pregnant with your Zerg child! Who knows how much this child will affect her in the future! You can't stimulate her emotions anymore!" The female doctor was so excited that she seemed to forget that she was also As a prisoner, her disrespectful behavior made people feel worried and wanted to wipe off their sweat.

"I just want her to be healthy. If the child is life-threatening, I can deal with it first." Elijah's voice sounded decisive and sinister.

Obviously, when he looked at her stomach, his eyes were extremely gentle, and when such cruel words came out of his mouth, Claire couldn't bear it anymore. If she could get out of sleep completely, she would definitely jump up and beat him hard.

"Now you are endangering her life, she still has severe morning sickness reaction, it is you who stop stimulating her." The doctor's words became helpless.

I don't know how long it took, Claire's mind became clear, and the forced sleep made her lose the function of commanding her limbs. She wanted to break free from all these shackles, and she resisted and struggled desperately, bursting out with a burst of strength.

She moved her fingers, and slowly grasped the sheets under her body tightly, and the familiar ceiling above her head came into view again.

"Claire, how do you feel?" Elijah immediately came to her side.

The noise she heard before was gone, and she was transported from the medical room back to the bedroom.

"I'm seriously ill?" Claire asked in a low voice.

He held her hand, staring at her face, "It's nothing, you're just too tired."

"Where's the child?" She lowered her eyes to look at her stomach, it was not an illusion, the bulging curve of the flat belly was obvious.

"The development is not bad." His tone softened.

Claire breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm going to sit up."

She seemed to have been lying down for a long time, so long that every cell in her body was clamoring for discomfort.

Elijah lifted her up easily, letting her thin shoulders lean against his chest, "Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry." Claire pressed her palm against her stomach, her eyes seemed to be lost in some kind of memory, and she leaned against him quietly for a while.

After enjoying this moment of tranquility, she suddenly said, "When are you going to take me out of here?"

"Wait until your delivery is over." He pressed his chin against the top of her hair, and unconsciously rubbed his cheek against the top of her head.

"Then let's go home. I want to go home and wait for delivery. I don't like it here." Claire raised her head, pointed to his neck upstairs, and said softly, "Do you remember there?"

"I've been there." He didn't dare to hug her too tightly, he had to admit that Terrence said that she was as fragile as a piece of glass that could shatter when dropped, and he easily created a crack on it by accident.

"I want to go back."

Before Claire left the palace, the black female doctor came to diagnose her.

Hearing that he was a bit depressed, and that the long-term repressed painful emotions had affected some functions of the heart, Claire was a little bit dumbfounded, "Do you think I will let myself be killed by emotions?"

"This is not a joke Claire, I mean it."

Claire restrained her smile and remained silent for a while, "Will it affect the child?"

"There is no doubt that you should be able to feel that the child in your stomach is not an ordinary child. It is not just because of insufficient nutrition." The black doctor sighed softly, "The result of the medical cabin is not every time They are all accurate, I checked you carefully, I hope you can get rid of this unhealthy state in time, you have to be responsible for yourself and your child, Claire."

The baby in her womb was indeed very quiet, and she could hardly feel its presence except for the occasional morning sickness.

She had been looking forward to his arrival.

"I know." Claire nodded solemnly, "It's about the child, I will make adjustments."

"About Commander Cassius." The female doctor said again: "I accidentally saw in the medical room that his brain had been severely injured, and some blood clots were the culprit that caused him to temporarily lose his memory. Excluding the return of past memories after awakening will aggravate the situation of forgetting."

Before leaving, the female doctor said the last sentence to her, which meant the same thing as Cyril.

"Don't give up on getting him back, Claire, everything can be redeemed."

Claire stared at the gate in a daze.

After a while, Elijah came in, holding a cloak for her to wear when going out, but it was obviously very hot outside.

She obediently put on her cloak and got off the bed. He wanted to carry her out, but Claire held her hand in time.

After he became a Zerg, he became slender and taller. She leaned against his chest and raised her head, "Can you lower your head?"

Elijah bowed her head in cooperation, and a gentle kiss fell on his lips.

His golden eyes trembled, he didn't expect her to do this suddenly, he put his hand on her waist, and took the initiative to deepen the kiss.

The Zerg's teeth were filled with venom, Claire knew it but did it anyway, and Elijah didn't let her down.

He responded to her cautiously and restrainedly, absorbing the honey-like sweetness in her mouth.

Claire's pale face gradually turned red, and when he couldn't part it, she forced herself to leave his lips.

Meeting his soft gaze, she reached out to hold his face, "You have forgotten too many stories between us, I don't want you to lose those precious memories, can you cooperate with the treatment to restore your memories?"

The indifferent mask had already been shattered after she sent her a kiss, and he responded to her in a low voice, "Okay."

Claire smiled.

Trying to forget the pain, trying to live until the child is born safely, and trying to make him Cassius again, this is her new wish.

The two returned to their former residence.

The small building was already covered with a thick layer of ashes, fresh green leafy turf had been laid on the lawn in front of the door, and the house was cleaned spotlessly.

Everything remains the same, nothing has changed.

Claire took Jones, who had been by her side all the time, out of her pocket, and inserted it into the groove of the coffee table in the living room.

"Claire, Commander Cassius, long time no see." He greeted the tall man beside her.

Claire knew that Elijah didn't remember, so she explained: "My friend, you gave him to me, so you can keep it."

"You can make the decision." Elijah maintained that good-natured look.

He chose to obey what the doctor said and fulfill all her demands.

Claire smiled, "Thank you."

She talked to Jones and didn't feel hungry until nightfall.

In order to avoid the situation where Elijah tried to kill the chef before, Claire proposed to ask someone to send some vegetables, and she wanted to cook.

"I'm going to cook for myself."

The man sat next to her and resolutely rejected the request, "You are pregnant with Claire."

"I don't conflict with my cooking." Claire said stubbornly, "You can watch me from the sidelines."

In order to take care of her emotions, Elija frowned and ordered the two Zergs to send some food from the earth, as well as advanced nutrient solutions of various flavors.

He followed Claire into the kitchen and watched her squatting in front of the basket and rummaging through the baskets, cleaning those green and unappetizing leaves in the sink.

In this small kitchen, he may have stood behind her and looked at her more than once.

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