"Abby, we're here. Take a rest first." Anson held Abigail's hand tightly.
Anson looked at Abigail's weak face extremely affectionately and dotingly. Such a scene was so sweet.
Then he carried Abigail onto the bed cautiously.
Victor left the ward sensibly and sat outside, waiting for Eden. His stomach growled, and he looked at the time. It was almost dawn.
Only then did he realize that they hadn't eaten anything.
Dallas and Collins, who had gone back, were on the way here.
He took out his phone and asked the manager of River City Restaurant to send breakfast here. Then he leaned against the wall and took a rest with his eyes closed.
"Go home and sleep if you're sleepy." Lucian sat beside him.
Victor slowly opened his eyes and glanced at him, "Is the child all right now?"
"Yep!" Lucian nodded lightly, "The doctor said he would be discharged in a few days."
He looked at the winter night outside the window, and his heart ached severely, "Victor, when will Adonis wake up?"
Victor's expression changed as he turned slowly to glance at him.
His voice was hoarse and magnetic, "He will wake up at the right time."
Lucian's voice was hoarse as well, and there was intense expectation and seriousness in his tone, "Candace's belly is getting bigger day by day. I want Adonis to witness the birth of his child and experience the joy of being a father."
Victor did not speak. Even Dr. Conley did not know when Adonis would wake up.
Anton was confident, but it took some time.
"When will Adonis wake up?" Lucian asked again as if he did not want to give up. His hoarse voice was quite attractive.
Victor closed his eyes tiredly and took a deep breath, "Lucian, Adonis will wake up. I know that you have always been guilty about it, and you can't sleep and eat well because of this matter. Although I didn't say anything about it during this period of time, I feel uncomfortable when I see how apologetic you are."
Victor patted Lucian on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Lucian, it's not your fault."
Lucian remained silent and kept his head down.
Victor wanted to say something, but in the end, he just sighed with depression.
At dawn, Collins and Dallas rushed to the hospital and asked Eden and Victor to go back to rest.
Eden was very tired. After sleeping for a whole day, she finally felt better.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, when she opened her eyes, she smelled the aroma of dishes.
She smiled, got up and washed up. After changing into a set of white pajamas, she went to the kitchen. Victor wore a white apron, and he was cooking sponge gourd and egg soup.
Next to him, the braised pork ribs smelled delicious.
Eden smiled with joy. It seemed that Victor didn't notice her. He stirred the eggs seriously and then poured them into the boiling soup. His every move was smooth. Obviously, he was very familiar with cooking.
At this time, Victor, the cold-blooded and heartless man, became a warm man who devoted himself to cooking delicacies for his wife.
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