Love You Enough to Leave You novel Chapter 186

Love You Enough to Leave You Chapter 186

It was seven in the evening when Amelia woke up. She opened her eyes and found herself staring at a white ceiling, alone in the room. She looked confused. Her mind was in a blank. She could not recall where she was and why she was there.

She struggled to try to sit up. The moment she made one tiny move, her whole body was in pain. It was a throbbing pain that engulfed her, from her head to the tip of her toes.

She let out a yelp as the pain was excruciating.

The oxygen mask she was wearing muffled her, but her pain showed in her teary, red eyes.

She could only stare helplessly at the ceiling. She felt panicky as there was no one around.

However, she could not even call out loud for attention due to the oxygen mask.

Amelia could only whimper in pain. She tried to move her body but she washed over with immense pain.

At that vulnerable moment, the door opened, and a tall figure walked in.

When Amelia saw that, she calmed down a little. She kept her eyes wide open, hoping to make contact with that person.

The other party seemed to have noticed she was awake, scurried over to her bedside, bent down, and asked softly, “You are awake?”

Amelia could not take her eyes off the handsome face that appeared in front of her. Oscar Clinton, I am so glad to see you. She wanted to speak but was unable to make a sound.

Oscar lovingly caressed her head and broke into a warm, soft smile. “I’m so glad you are awake.”

Amelia wanted to smile back at him, but the oxygen mask was in the way.

Oscar planted a kiss on her forehead and tenderly said, “Be a good girl and stay still. I will go get the doctor.”

He dashed out of the ward and rushed back with three doctors and two nurses.

Dr. Kane did a thorough check on Amelia. “Mr. Clinton, Mrs. Clinton is recovering well,’ he reassured with a comforting smile.

“Can that be removed?” Oscar pointed at the oxygen mask and asked.

Dr. Kane nodded, “Yes, it can be removed. She is still weak so avoid talking too much as it can be overexerting. Mr. Clinton, please be mindful not to let her tired herself out.”

Dr. Kane instructed the nurse to remove the oxygen mask from Amelia and asked, “Mrs. Clinton, how do you feel?”

Amelia smiled feebly at him. Her mind was still in a complete blank. “What happened to me? How did I end up here?”

Dr. Kane spoke gently. “You were involved in a car accident. Don’t you remember?”

His words evoked a flashback and Amelia’s memories came flooding back. She instantly turned pale. She looked down at her flat tummy with despair and horror in her eyes. “Baby! Where’s my baby?” she cried.

“Mrs. Clinton, calm down. Your baby is fine. You gave birth to a healthy baby boy three days ago. He has been waiting for his mommy to wake up. He is a little fighter, so are you.” Dr. Kane was quick to reassure Amelia.

Amelia still had a look of disbelief. “You are not lying to me, are you?”

“It is true. Your baby is doing very well. He is in the nursery. You will get to see him once you are well enough.” Dr. Kane gave her a very reassuring smile.

Amelia was finally convinced, and she broke into a tender smile.

“Thank you! Thanks for saving my child and me.” She fervently thanked Dr. Kane.

“Don’t mention it. I am only doing my job as a doctor. The most important thing is you are okay.”

Dr. Kane then turned to give Oscar some detailed instructions before heading out with his team.

Oscar carefully supported Amelia to sit up, lovingly fed her some water.

Amelia had never seen this loving, gentle side of Oscar. She was in a state of disbelief. She gazed at him, love-struck.

“Why? You have forgotten how I looked like in just a few days?” he softly teased her.

Amelia lightly shook her head. “Mr. Clinton, I find you exceptionally good-looking today. I have this blissful feeling as if you belong to me and only me.” A family with a loving husband and child was the simple joy a woman yearned for.

“You are too easy to please.” Oscar caressed her hair and jested.

Amelia leaned back on her pillow, her gaze never leaving Oscar. All of a sudden, she grinned and mocked him. “Mr. Clinton, you look haggard. Your eyes are bloodshot. How long have you not been sleeping?”

“Almost two days. You were unconscious for so long. If you continued to be so, I would want to turn into a prince so I can kiss my beautiful princess to wake her,” Oscar jokingly replied.

Amelia’s cheeks flushed and there was a warm, fuzzy feeling in her heart. “Come lie down with me and rest for a while. The bed is big enough for the two of us,” she invited.

Oscar bent forward to kiss her on the lips. “Are you feeling sorry for me?”

Amelia looked away to avoid his passionate gaze and murmured, “I am just worried you will be tired out.”

Oscar chuckled. The joy of seeing her wake up from the coma was priceless, way more satisfying than winning projects worth billions.

He gently nibbled her ears and softly lectured her. “Woman, you gave me a big scare this time. Promise me that in the future, even if you are mad with me, you will not behave so recklessly. Okay? I do not want to go through this horrible fear of losing my loved ones ever again.”

A wide blissful smile appeared on Amelia’s face. However, she was soon feeling exhausted, as she had not fully recovered.

Oscar tucked her in and urged her to rest. “Sleep if you are tired. I will be here by your side.”

Amelia nodded and fell asleep shortly.

Olivia and Owen came in through the door. Olivia sighed with disappointment after checking on Amelia. “Amelia is still in a coma?” she asked Oscar.

Oscar gave her a big smile. “She woke up a while ago. Dr. Kane had examined her. He said she is still weak but recovering well,” he announced joyfully.

“Really?” Olivia let out a sigh of relief and beamed as Oscar nodded to reassure her.