It was morning the second day when Arianne woke up. Before she opened her eyes, she sensed someone’s presence by her bed. Fortunately, she remembered she had been admitted into the hospital last night. She thought it was Mary who had been watching over her so she said, “Mary, call in sick for me at work. I can’t go to work for now…”
When there was no reply, Arianne slowly opened her eyes. Mark’s rather haggard face greeted her eyes. His attire of choice, loungewear, and his slightly unkempt hair startled her that her heart skipped a beat. She did not what happened during the surgery that it made someone like him, who cared about his image, look like this in a public place like the hospital
Mark’s thin lips parted, saying words she did not understand. “What? Are you happy now? You win.”
“What are you talking about?” She was baffled. Did he go mad again and decided to pick on her?
Mark did not answer her. He rose to his feet before putting on his coat and headed to the door. “Mary will come over later. Stay in the hospital. I’ll come again after work.”
Arianne furrowed her brows. Her voice sounded hoarse as she protested, “No need! Go work. I don’t need a lot of people here.” In fact, she wanted to say she did not need him.
Hearing the rasp in her voice, Mark turned back again and poured her a glass of water. When he brought the glass of water to her, he stood in a commanding manner. However, he did not speak.
Arianne did not want to accept his help but she was incredibly thirsty. Her throat was so dry that it felt like the desert. Her hand shook slightly as she brought them out of the blanket. However, before she could hold the glass, he pushed the glass to her lips. Since she was not one to be dramatic, she did not make a fuss and drank two gulps from the glass to temporarily soothe the discomfort in her throat. If she drank anymore, it would feel uncomfortable.
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