Charles's POV:
Holding Caroline's hand, I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. This was the first time I had felt so content and happy after a long time.
How I wished we could always be like this.
The room quieted down after a long while.
It did not take long before I started drifting off to sleep.
All of a sudden, I felt someone's hand on my forehead.
I opened my eyes and met James's bright and clear eyes.
He withdrew his hand and whispered in my ear, "Dad, your forehead isn't hot anymore. Your fever has dissipated."
I smiled at him. Just as I was about to say something, he put his index finger on his lips.
"Shh. Mom is asleep. I'll go home with Tracy now. Dad, behave well in front of Mom."
A smile tugged at my lips, and I nodded at my son in response.
Without another word, James opened the door and said a few words to Tracy, who was standing by the door.
Then, she looked at me, awaiting my order.
I nodded in approval, and she left the room with
James.
Only two people were left in the ward—Caroline and me.
She was lying on the edge of the bed with her head resting on her arm.
She was a mother of three. And yet, time did not leave any trace on her body. She was as beautiful as the day I lost her. Perhaps even more. Her pearly white skin and pretty face were like a rose blossom. Even if she was just sleeping, her angelic face melted my heart.
"I'm sorry, Scarlett," I blurted out. Upon realizing what I had just said, a wave of panic washed over me.
It was not until I made sure that she was fast asleep that I felt relieved.
I could not help but laugh at myself for being too cautious.
At this moment, I gazed at her sleeping face and whispered, "I know. I shouldn't have been so possessive. It's just that I couldn't control my emotions. I get so jealous when I see you with another man."
As I spoke, I stroked her hand that was holding mine.
"Do you really have no feelings for me? Please forgive me. Come back to me, okay?"
Caroline did not respond, and her eyes remained closed.
Her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her face.
Suddenly, I felt an urge to reach out and caress her face.
How I wished I could recall every second we shared together and see what she had gone through.
"I still wonder why you left the hospital without saying goodbye and then asked for a divorce a year ago," I uttered with a heavy sigh.
My heart ached as I reminisced the past
"Actually, you don't have to tell me your reason for doing that. Just come back to me. Please. You're the only one that I want."
I gazed at the woman in front of me with love and affection. Then, with a faint smile, I kissed her gently on the forehead.
This time, I held her hand tighter. I swear to God I would never let her go again.
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