Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce novel Chapter 1351

The lights in the ward had been turned off, and only a small light was on at the end of the bed. The person on the bed had fallen asleep. Romy was sitting on a chair next to her. When she saw him come in, she raised her tired eyelids and said in a low voice, "Bert."

"I'll keep watch, Aunt. You can rest next door."

Romy looked at Alivia, who had fallen asleep safely and nodded. "Okay, don't stay up either. At least you should sleep for a while."

"Yeah."

After giving a few instructions, Romy left the ward, leaving only the two of them in the dark room. Bert sat in Romy's original position and looked at her, who was lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed. He frowned slightly and exposed her clumsy disguise. "I know you're awake."

She could fool Romy, but she couldn't fool him.

Alivia thought that she had pretended well, but she was still discovered. She opened her eyes awkwardly.

She looked straight at the ceiling, unwilling to look at the person next to her.

On the contrary, Bert's eyes were glued to her. His heart was full of her and he couldn't hold anything.

Neither of them spoke, which made the room a little uncomfortable. Bert was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable, so he took the initiative to talk to her. "How are you feeling?"

A familiar voice came to her ears, and Alivia's eyelashes trembled slightly, "I'm fine."

The short conversation ended, and there was another wave of unbearable silence.

She couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart. No matter what they said, it was embarrassing.

How could she complain when he appeared in front of her in such a posture? Besides, she had made her own choice. She didn't regret it at all.

She just felt that her feelings for him became heavier and more firmly suppressed in the bottom of her heart. She did not dare to show it again easily.

It was like a chronic disease. She was afraid, so she wanted to hide.

Bert would rather hear her blame him than hear her say these words so calmly and resistively. The oxygen in the air seemed to have been sucked away, and his lungs seemed to have been squeezed by a stone, and he couldn't breathe.

He was like the person who had found the last water source in the desert. He was so eager to hear her say that she still liked him, but now he didn't dare to force her, nor did he want to force her.

"Take care of yourself first. We'll talk about the rest later." After that, his thin lips moved as if he had made an extremely difficult decision. "If you don't want to see me, I won't come over recently."