My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball novel Chapter 190

Chapter 190 It Was Not a Dream 

Rosalie slept throughout the entire journey to the hospital. She did not wake up until the car stopped at the entrance of the hospital. Byron hesitated for a while, but he still could not bear to wake her up. He instructed the driver to open the car door as he removed his jacket and draped it on her carefully. He got out of the car with her in his arms.

It was late, and there were only people in the emergency department when they arrived at the hospital. Byron proceeded with the registration and carried Rosalie to the clinic. After they entered, Rosalie woke up leisurely. 

After a few seconds, she realized that she was still in Byron‘s arms, and the doctor was sitting opposite. Rosalie‘s face flushed instantly at this realization. However, it was not obvious because of her fever.

“Put me down!” She pushed Byron awkwardly.

Byron was listening intently to the doctor‘s examination results and only realized that she had woken up when he heard her voice. He looked down at her but did not let go.

Rosalie also heard the doctor‘s voice. She did not want to make a fuss in front of an outsider, so she could only calm down and silently burrowed into his jacket, trying to cover her face.

Byron‘s embrace was really warm, and Rosalie felt sleepy again after a while.

She could only vaguely hear the doctor‘s voice, which was occasionally mixed with his inquiries. She thought silently in her heart that she was very clear about the precautions the doctor said, and there was no need to ask in such detail.

The next time she woke up, it was Byron who called her up. 

“You need an IV drip and probably won‘t be able to go back tonight.” Byron leaned over and put her on the hospital bed after saying that.

Rosalie was still in a daze. She nodded and could barely keep herself awake as the nurse administered the drip before she fell asleep again. Byron sat down beside the bed, looking at the small face in front of him, his expression was slightly clouded.

Having not seen her for six years, she was much thinner than he remembered. Falling ill made her look even more sickly.

He carried her all the way just now, and he did not feel tired at all. Instead, he felt that she was weightless and light as a feather.