My Ex-Wife Remarried Me novel Chapter 708

Once she had the angle of the patient's bed adjusted, she returned with a portable desk for the patient's convenience.

"Mr.Ronin, go ahead and finish your meal."

Once again, things got increasingly tense as he ignored her and the light refreshment she had gotten him.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, she glanced at the man and suggested, "M-Mr.Ronin, am I supposed to leave you alone? If you're irked by my presence, I'll leave at once!"

She thought his scrunched-up face had something to do with others’ presence in the ward.

Thus, she looked elsewhere and thought of leaving the man alone.

It was then a nurse showed up and asked, "Dr.West, where are you going? Aren't you going to feed Mr.Ronin his glass of milk?"

"H-Huh?"

Amora gaped at the nurse's question.

Have I just forgotten Kane can't consume the food without others’ aid due to his injured hands? That's very silly of me! Amora stopped sulking and returned to his side, volunteering in a courteous manner, "Mr.Ronin, allow me to help you."

"Get out of my sight!"

"I'm so sorry for neglecting your needs, Mr.Ronin.

I was afraid of startling you.

Therefore, I have forgotten you're still heavily injured.

Can you kindly forgive me for once?"

Kane's eyes flickered in awe when he caught a glimpse of the woman with an aggrieved smile.

Have I met her before this? What's with this sense of familiarity coming from her? No! It's impossible! There's no way I'm acquainted with such a horrendous woman! He denied the thoughts he had in mind and continued looking elsewhere to avoid eye contact with the woman.

With that being said, he had finally stopped chasing her out of the ward and started opening up to her without him being aware.

"Thank you so much, Mr.Ronin! I'll go get you a straw at once!"

Amora was thrilled.

She soon returned with a straw and handed over the glass of milk to Kane.

She had long gotten used to bracing herself through similar situations.

After all, she was the aggressive one back in the day when they were still at Avenport.

In the end, Kane finished the glass of milk and heard someone yelling the moment he had his eyes glued to the cakes on the portable desk.

"Kane, you're finally awake! I'm just glad you're doing fine!"

Out of nowhere, a middle-aged woman barged into the ward and rushed in the direction of the patient when she saw Kane having his meal.