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Chapter 316 Let Go of Me
Evelyn didn’t know how she got out of the office. She only
knew that her heart was about to be crushed by Kevin’s
words. Every sentence he said turned into a picture in front of her. She could even see the poor Huston
from a few years
ago.
She was the one who had been deceived, but why did she feel
so guilty?
Evelyn walked forward absent-mindedly. When she stopped,
she realized that she had already reached the door of the
ward.
She couldn’t see anything through the thick door, but the image of Huston lying weakly on the bed
appeared in her
mind.
The word “weakness” had never been suitable for Huston.
It was to the extent that when he became weak one day, it
would be incredibly heart-wrenching for people to witness.
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With her hands lifted, then lowered, Evelyn repeated the
motion more than five times. After taking several deep breaths, she finally pushed open the door before
her.
light
le door.
Standing at the entrance, Evelyn could only see the foot of
the bed, faintly discerning the legs protruding from under the white sheets. She quietly stepped inside,
getting closer step by
step. Her gaze fell on his feet, waist, chest… and finally settled on his pale yet handsome face.
Huston was wearing a blue hospital gown. As she entered, she
could faintly smell the scent of alcohol, which had lingered
even after a whole night had passed, indicating that he had
consumed a significant amount the previous night.
His stomach was always sensitive, and he rarely consumed spicy or irritating foods. However, now he
had consumed so much alcohol that it led to gastric bleeding.
As Evelyn looked at his dejected expression, her heart was filled with urgency and anger. She initially
intended to take just a quick glance and leave, but as she watched him for a while, she couldn’t help
but soften her heart. Lacking resolve,
she wanted to get closer to him.
Within a few steps, Evelyn reached the head of the hospital
bed and stood still. Huston was breathing heavily as if
something was weighing heavily on his chest. His eyebrows furrowed together. Even in his sleep, he
displayed a distressed and uneasy expression, which gradually softened Evelyn’s
once-hardened heart.
He had become like this because of her. How could she stay
out of it?
He was punishing himself this way, and she understood even if he didn’t say it.
Evelyn lowered her gaze, briefly shifting her eyes away from the man on the bed. Her mind was
engaged in a struggle, making it difficult for her to make a decision.
“If you go see him, please wipe his forehead and palms to help him cool down faster.”
The words of Kevin flashed through her mind. She turned and went to the bathroom to get a wet towel.
Bending down, she carefully wiped away the beads of sweat from Huston’s forehead, followed by the
nape of his neck and his palms.
Evelyn repeatedly washed the towel and repeatedly wiped
him. After three rounds, she was exhausted, and sweat dripped down her back.
After completing everything, Evelyn took Huston’s temperature again. It read 38.2 degrees Celsius.
Fortunately, the temperature didn’t continue to rise. Doctor Lane had
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abuse.
Evelyn breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to put the
thermometer back in its place. Unexpectedly, as soon as she lowered her head, she caught sight of his
deep eyes.
They looked into each other’s eyes. The ward was quiet, and
the air around them seemed frozen, making them tremble.
After freezing for a few seconds, Evelyn’s first reaction was to
run. She didn’t even have time to put down the thermometer
in her hand and turned around in a hurry. As soon as she took a step, Huston grabbed her wrist from
behind.
Huston’s strength wasn’t strong, probably due to just waking up. Evelyn could have struggled and
broken free, but…
She looked at the needle hidden within the veins on the
back of his hand, and the strength she had just gathered
immediately dissipated. She could only stiffly say, “Let go of
me.”
“No,” Huston’s voice was unusually hoarse, sounding very dry.
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