My Secret Husband Is My Cold Boss novel Chapter 28

After the exhausting ordeal, Wendy could barely hold herself up. She quickly cleaned up, found something small to eat from the fridge, and collapsed onto the bed fully clothed, curling up as she fell asleep.

Remembering that Sampson said he would come find her, she left the door unlocked.

Groggy and unsure how much time had passed, she heard the softest click of the door opening.

Wendy forced her eyes open and saw Sampson stepping inside.

"I sent you a message, but when you didn't reply, I figured you were asleep and didn't want to knock."

Sampson stopped by the door, not stepping further into the room, and placed a takeout bag on the desk.

"Porridge and soy milk. You can heat them up in the microwave when you wake up."

Having said his piece, Sampson turned to leave.

"Wait!" Wendy suddenly called out to stop him.

Sampson rested his hand on the doorknob and turned back.

Wendy didn't even know what she wanted to say.

She just felt that letting him leave after he'd gone out of his way to bring her food seemed wrong.

She checked the clock on the wall. It was 04:52.

Sitting up, she offered, "I'm awake now. If you haven't eaten breakfast either, do you want to eat together?"

Sampson paused, then nodded. "Go wash up. I'll wait."

Wendy got up and headed to the en-suite bathroom.

As she brushed past Sampson, she caught the crisp, clean scent of his body wash.

He had obviously showered before coming over. "Did the surgery go well?" she asked.

"Very well."

Five hours of grueling surgery—if the baby recovered, it would all be worth it.

Wendy nodded and stepped into the bathroom.

After sleeping, she looked much better.

Years of being a chief resident had trained her to be fast; she washed her face and brushed her teeth in record time.

When she came out, Sampson was still standing by the door.

"Why aren't you sitting?"

Wendy noticed that Sampson had a lot of subconscious gentlemanly habits.

She walked toward the desk.

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