Love Coming From The Least Expected novel Chapter 338

“Christopher!” I called out as I forced myself to sit up. I leaned against the backrest and stared at the guy without blinking. If I must die in the next few minutes, then I want to at least etch this man’s face in my mind.

I scanned his face while calling out to him. Christopher actually wanted me to call him Chris or darling, but I preferred calling him Christopher. That name carried a different meaning in my heart because that was what I called him when we first met. It got me feeling warm and fuzzy, and safe.

Christopher carried me out of the car and ran toward the hospital. Lyle rushed over as well. He probably never anticipated that his attempted rape would get me to vomit blood and might even kill me. Hence, he looked like he was scared out of his wits

Christopher held me in his arms and lifted his leg to kick Lyle aside. After that, the former rushed toward the hospital. I never pitied Lyle. I simply draped my arm around Christopher and buried my face in his neck.

“You are too handsome, Chris. I don’t think I will ever get tired of watching you, even if I spend my entire life doing so. What should I do about it?”

“You should stay and stare at me forever!”

Christopher took me to the emergency room. A number of doctors were standing by to examine my condition, but I didn’t want to let Christopher go. I kept holding his hand and requested, “Please stay by my side. Don’t leave.”

“Okay, I will be right here. I won’t budge. Be good and cooperate with the doctor. We will be out of here soon,” promised Christopher as he held my hand tightly.

I kept staring at him and refused to even blink. My eyes remained open until the doctor gave me some sedatives. That got my eyelids heavy, and my vision blurred, but I never let go of his hand. I demanded unreasonably, “Chris, you’re not allowed to slip away, okay? I want you to be the first person I see when I open my eyes. Understand?”

“Okay, I will stay by your side forever, and I will watch you. Listen up, Eve. You are my wife. We’re married, and I’ll be waiting for you to wake up so we can have a grand wedding reception. You’re not allowed to sleep forever. Do you hear me?” said Christopher as he held my hand and planted a kiss on it. I couldn’t see well, but I knew that he was crying.

Warm droplets kept dripping onto the back of my hand before they rolled down. It was so hot that I felt like it might scald me.