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“There’s a knife wound on his stomach that almost pierced his liver. The wound’s deep, but it’s been
sewn up.”
Cordelia’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing about it, and she unconsciously tightened her hold on
Zephyr’s hand.
“Don’t worry.” Seth smiled tiredly. “He’s not in a critical state. But he has to be hospitalized for
observation right now… Best if someone is with him, so I can give him a second emergency treatment
if something happens.”
“Thanks.” Zephyr patted his shoulder. He felt bad for sending Nicholas to Seth, but he did not have a
better solution.
Sending Nicholas to a regular hospital would undoubtedly expose his identity, while doctors in regular
private clinics might not be as skilled.
The nurse wheeled Nicholas into the hospital ward.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe usually aggressive and brazen man was now pale like a sheet. He was all bandaged up as he lay
quietly.
The fragility of life was always felt in such swift moments.
Cordelia could not help the mixed feelings she felt as she looked at Nicholas through the window.
“I wonder when he’ll be able to wake up.”
Zephyr wrapped an arm around her shoulders lightly. He thought of what had happened in the hotel
earlier. If it had been other women, they would have been dumbstruck when they saw their husbands
carrying in a thug who was bleeding all over in that dire situation.
This woman, however, was smart and calm. She had reacted quickly. Not only had she been
composed, but she had also thought of cross-dressing Nicholas to send him out of the hotel.
Zephyr smiled. His gaze was tender and delightful.
Despite that… it was also because she was so smart that her suspicion had been roused with just a
bottle of red ink.
Zephyr’s gaze dimmed. Perhaps it was time to tell her the truth about his identity.
“Darling?” Cordelia tugged his sleeve. “Why are you so distracted?”
“It’s nothing.” His expression was indifferent. “Right, Seth said someone has to be here to take
seriously injured he is, the two of us must be the last people he wants to see when he opens his eyes.”
Cordelia was quiet in deep thought.
“I’m a man too. I know what he’s thinking now.” Zephyr’s voice was husky and affectionate. “The
person he should want to see the most right now should be the woman he loves.”
Cordelia answered in hesitation, “But, is it appropriate to ask Linda to come to take care of him?
“This is still Seth’s clinic. His relationship with Linda isn’t official, but all of us think they’re an item.
“Asking Linda here and letting Seth see her and Nicholas… He’d be upset!”
Zephyr paused and smiled at her. He acknowledged that she was reasonable because he had thought
about the same problem. However, it was also obvious who Linda was still unable to forget.
Since Seth could not have her, he had to face reality. It was better to suffer from the blow now than
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmlater when he was even deeper into it.
That said, he rubbed Cordelia’s hair and said softly, “Mm, you’re right.
“So what should we do about this now?”
“Hmm…” Cordelia mulled over it and said, “Why don’t the two of us take care of him first? I’ll slowly let
Linda know when he has recovered a little more and get her here?”
“Sure.” He smiled. “We’ll do what you say.”
Zephyr had always been firm in the past. Now, he did whatever his wife said.
Cordelia went to grab daily necessities for the hospital stay while Zephyr entered the ward alone.
Nicholas’ wound had been redressed, and he had also just woken up. He was still rather pale, lying on
the bed. The anesthesia had worn off, and his wound felt like his skin and flesh were ripped out. Even
when he was sweating in pain, he gnashed his teeth and said nothing.
Zephyr furrowed his brows and finally took the towel to wipe Nicholas’ face after standing there for
some time.
Nicholas was speechless, thinking, ‘Bro, this is a face you’re wiping—not the floor!’