He Gave Her Strawberries, Gave Me Hives (Ford and Sylvia) novel Chapter 169

Chapter 22

Seraphina’s movement was too swift. Neither Evelyn nor Dante expected her sudden attack. Just as the stone was about to strike Evelyn’s head, Dante yanked her toward him and shielded her with his own body.

Thud!

The heavy impact caused blood to flow from the back of Dante’s head. Evelyn stared in shock at the man protecting her.

You…”

Dante smiled weakly: “Now do you believe me? I really… I really love you. Please forgive me for everything before.”

With that, Dante collapsed unconscious.

The reform camp warden, hearing the commotion, rushed over. Seeing the scene, he immediately restrained Seraphina and lashed her viciously with his whip.

You bitch! How dare you attack the Colonel! Are you tired of living? I’ll beat you to death!” After several lashes, the warden called for others to control Seraphina and quickly dialed for an ambulance.

Evelyn looked with mixed emotions at Dante lying in a pool of blood. She hadn’t expected he would choose to prove his feelings by risking his own life.

But some things couldn’t be made right so simply.

he rode with him in the ambulance. Dante’s head injury was critical, and the emergency room lights stayed on for a full day and night.

When the doctor emerged, he asked: “Are you the patient’s family? His condition has stabilized…”

:velyn interrupted: “Sorry, I have no relationship with the patient. I was just present.”

he doctor nodded: “Alright. The patient is out of danger now and will wake up soon. Would you like to see him?”

Evelyn hesitated, then agreed.

he personally made chicken soup and had just placed it on the bedside table when her hand was grasped.

Evelyn, this time it’s really you.” Dante, who had awakened at some point, wore a faint smile.

velyn withdrew her hand: “Yes. Thank you for saving me.” She ladled a bowl but didn’t hand it to him, simply placing it nearby. “Can you move? Drink it

ourself.”

ante didn’t mind Evelyn’s attitude–on the contrary, he was happy. This scene felt like they’d returned to the past.

le struggled to sit up and drank contentedly: “After five years, I finally get to taste soup you made again. Yours is still the best. I remember once when my tomach hurt terribly, drinking your soup gradually made me feel better.”

le smiled, savoring the long–missed taste. Just as he was about to say more, Evelyn suddenly stood up.

Jante panicked: “Are you leaving?”

velyn nodded: “Yes. The research isn’t completely finished yet. We need at least three more years.”

Jante seemed to understand: “Three more years–that’s nothing! I already waited five years for you. Three more won’t matter!”

eeing his willfully obtuse attitude, Evelyn frowned slightly: “Dante, let me remind you again–we’ve been divorced for a long time. I made you soup only jecause you saved me, nothing more. I don’t love you and don’t want any relationship with you. Whatever happens to you, Seraphina, or anyone else, I don’t are. We ended five years ago.”

Dante’s hand holding the soup bowl trembled. Everything he’d tried to ignore, avoid, and forget was brought up ruthlessly by Evelyn. His brief joy vanished

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