Infatuated with my Ex-wife novel Chapter 72

Irene's quiet sobs could be easily heard in the ward. She couldn't stop her tears from flowing despite being comforted by the others. She told them not to worry, for she would be alright after letting all her tears out.

"Irene! What happened?" Edward asked with concern. He could hear her crying as soon as he stepped foot into the ward, so he quickened his pace and ran inside.

Edward hurried to Irene side and wiped away her tears. He wrapped his arms around her in an attempt to comfort her, not wanting her to be sad.

His heart ached when he saw her cry, and his heart rejoiced when he saw her radiant smile. However, he wasn't aware how many tears Irene had shed because of him.

"You're here, Edward. I'm alright," Irene said, feeling warm and secure in his arms. Nevertheless, she knew that this hug wasn't exclusive to her. Edward had also hugged Celine in this manner.

"I'd rather not accept the gift that you've offered everyone," Irene thought.

Irene suddenly recalled reading this quote from a book in the school library when she went to borrow some books with Millicent.

Back then, she thought the writer was very arrogant. So she asked for Millicent's opinion about it—would you accept a gift that has been offered to everyone?

"Hmm, I'm not sure. I guess it depends on who's the one offering it," Millicent had replied. Irene could still hear those words echoing in her mind.

"Oh my, Millicent, what a pretentious answer! Honestly though, I don't know what I'd do either," Irene said, before bursting into laughter with Millicent.

"I'm pretentious? Hehe, looks like I'll need to show you my true colors..."

"Millicent!"

...

This was what they discussed at that time, and they couldn't find an answer.

However, Irene now shared the same sentiments with the author—she would definitely refuse.

"Don't cry, Irene. It pains me to see your tears. Share your sorrows with me, my dear," Edward coaxed her gently.

When they heard him, Madeline and Claudia decided to leave the ward tactfully. However, Elio didn't seem to budge even after they left.

Things were getting a little awkward. Clearly, the young couple wanted some private time together, and Elio seemed like a smart individual. Why did he choose to remain in the room?

He continued to stand there calmly, never taking his gaze off Irene.

"Mr. Ann, we should give them some privacy. Moreover, you haven't slept a wink last night, so you must be tired. Perhaps you should get some rest," Claudia said tactfully.

It was obvious to everyone that Elio loved Irene deeply. However, he could only keep his feelings to himself, for Irene was married to Edward.

"Okay, I'll be leaving then. Irene, I'll visit you later when I'm free."

It seemed like his only option was to leave right now.

Elio had stayed awake all night, and he could finally feel his fatigue catch up to him. Moreover, he should arrange the departure of Irene and her daughter. He needed to freshen up too—his stubble had grown overnight.

"Okay, Elio, you should return home to rest. Surely you must be exhausted after staying up the entire night? Take care of yourself first, and don't worry about me. You also have your own matters to deal with after all," Irene said concernedly.

In fact, she was also quite worried about Elio and hoped he would quickly go home for some rest. He had guarded her for such a long time.

But those words sounded very unpleasant to Edward, and jealousy bubbled up in his heart. Still, he kept his feelings to himself.

"That's right, Mr. Ann. Even Irene wants you to get some rest. Besides, you don't have to worry about her safety with me here."

How much self-control did Edward have to suppress his anger and speak so calmly? His younger self would have already lost his temper. However, he didn't have the right to be mad, because Elio had spent the night watching over Irene.

"Of course. In that case, I'll leave Irene in your care, Mr. Wilson. I'm off to sleep," Elio said before leaving Irene's ward. It was time for him to rest.

"Irene, what's wrong?"