Mr. Edwards’ Unraveled Life Chapter 943

Chapter 943

Mrs. Fehr glanced upstairs, worry in her eyes. “He went to bed, but… another nightmare. You shouldn’t—”

But Rhea was already bolting up the stairs.

She burst into Jace’s room and froze. The usually composed man was tangled in drenched sheets, his face contorted in torment, breath ragged. He looked nothing like the calm, untouchable dean. Sweat dripped down his temple. His lips moved soundlessly. His body shuddered.

She rushed to him, gently taking his cold hand. “Jace… it’s Rhea. Wake up,” she whispered.

He didn’t stir.

She cupped his cheek, brushing away the sweat. “It’s just a nightmare. You’re safe now.”