The Ex–Wife’s Redemption: A Love Reborn
Chapter 261
The hospital room smelled strongly of antiseptic, yet even through that sterile odor, Henry could
detect the faint floral notes of our separation.
My perfume–the same scent that had been his only comfort during
I remained completely unaware Something made me glance up, always reminded me of blooming flowers–were fixed intently on me. I had no idea how long he’d been watching.
his scrutiny until I went to turn the page on my phone.
nd I found myself caught in his gaze. Those distinctive eyes–which
Immediately, I reached for the call button to summon the doctor. “You’re awake! I need to call the doctor right away.”
Before I could press the button, Henry tugged gently on my captured hand. Off–balance, I stumbled forward, collapsing awkwardly across his close
nest. My face ended up mere inches from his, enough that I could see every detail of his expression, from the faint stubble along his jawline to the
tiny flecks of amber in his irises.
“Henry! What are you doing?” I hissed, trying to push myself up
without putting pressure on his injured arm. “The doctor specifically instructed to call him immediately when you woke up!”
I was angry, mostly because of the position he’d maneuvered me into. Given our current relationship
status, such physical closeness was entirely inappropriate. My voice rose with indignation, my eyes flashing with barely contained fury.
What I didn’t realize was that Henry had been desperately craving this kind of physical contact.
Since I’d moved out, he’d been starved for even the simplest touch. Every attempt he’d made to approach me had been firmly rebuffed. Now taking advantage of my reluctance to jostle his injury, he’d created an opportunity to hold me, if only briefly.
“Don’t move,” he murmured, his voice husky from sleep. “Just let me hold you for a moment. Just one
moment.”
The deep timbre of his voice, combined with the intimacy of our position and the hushed darkness of the room, created an unexpectedly intimate atmosphere. I felt my heart skip a beat, then start racing uncontrollably. Taking a deep breath to steady myself, I tried to ignore the sudden flutter in
my chest.
“A moment?” I challenged, attempting to sound resistant despite my racing pulse. “Is that one minute? Two minutes? If you don’t care about your wound healing properly, by all means, keep this
up!”
My cold response effectively shattered the mood. Whatever romantic notions Henry might have been. harboring vanished instantly. Though I could tell he was reluctant to release me, he loosened his
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hold, fearing that pushing too hard would only make me more distant.
He let me go with obvious reluctance.
The moment I was free, I pressed the call button and stepped away from the bed, creating a safe distance between us. The doctor arrived promptly and conducted a thorough examination of Henry’s
condition.
After completing his assessment, the doctor delivered his verdict: “Mr. Harding will need to remain hospitalized until his wound is completely healed. After that, we’ll begin rehabilitation therapy. As for the damaged nerves, we’ll need to monitor his recovery progress before making any definitive diagnosis.”
As I listened to the doctor’s words, a wave of guilt washed over me. The debt I owed Henry was enormous–how could I possibly repay someone who had potentially sacrificed the functionality of enormous—how could I possibly repay s his dominant hand for me?
No sooner had the medical team left than Henry was issuing commands like the entitled CEO he
was.
“Help me sit up,” he ordered, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
I glanced at his unfairly handsome face, reminded myself that his injury was my fault, and held back the sharp retort that nearly escaped my lips. Instead, I gritted my teeth and carefully helped him into a sitting position.
Not satisfied with merely sitting up, he immediately slumped against my shoulder, transferring most of his weight onto me. “Now help me to the bathroom. I need to pee.”
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