Ophelia Gets Thrown Out (Ophelia) novel Chapter 362

Chapter 362

Chapter 362

She tried to resist, but sleep had her in a chokehold. She really couldn’t fight it.

Closing her eyes, Ophelia was out like a light in no time.

Watching her curled up like a kitten, Alaric’s gaze was filled with pure tenderness.

When they arrived at the hospital, Alaric didn’t wake Ophelia. He simply picked her up and carried her straight to her

hospital room.

He got a nurse to help change her into pajamas, then held her close and drifted off to sleep with her in his arms.

He was exhausted too, but with her nestled against him, he felt completely at ease, like nothing else mattered.

The next day.

Sunlight poured in, bright and warm.

When Ophelia woke up and found herself in Alaric’s hospital bed again, she rolled her eyes. ‘Why did I ever believe him?’ she thought.

‘He said he’d wake me up when we got to the hospital. Then what’s this supposed to be?’ she muttered under her breath.

Noticing her irritation, Alaric’s voice was gentle, with a teasing smile. “You’re awake, Ophelia. Honestly, you looked so comfortable last night, I just couldn’t wake you.”

“So you just carried me over to your bed?” Ophelia shot him an annoyed glare, grinding her teeth.

“What else was I supposed to do? Let you pass out at the side of the bed? I just couldn’t let you sleep like that,” Alaric replied, sounding totally unapologetic.

Ophelia couldn’t help but twitch her lips. ‘How does he say stuff like that and not even blink?’ she thought, utterly speechless.

She shot Alaric a dramatic eye-roll and flung herself out of bed.

But then she caught sight of her pajamas, her face instantly drained of color, and she just stood there, stiff as a board.

‘Seriously, can someone explain what just happened?’ Ophelia thought, her mind in a total mess.

‘Wait, who changed my clothes?’ she wondered, panic starting to creep in.

Her gaze slid over to Alaric, her eyes narrowing dangerously. “Alaric, you’d better have a damn good explanation.”

‘Not only did he let me sleep, but he actually dared to change my clothes while I was out?’ Ophelia fumed to herself.

Alaric just shrugged, putting on his best innocent face. “Easy. I just helped you out.”

“You helped me?” Ophelia practically yelled, her face going beet red with rage!

‘Was he even listening to himself right now?’ Ophelia thought, completely flabbergasted.

“Of course,” Alaric said, looking totally self-assured, like it was the most natural thing in the world. “I just didn’t want you to be uncomfortable while you slept.”

“Did you seriously just change my pajamas without asking?” Ophelia snapped, glaring at him, her fists clenched like she was ready to swing at him any second.

‘Unbelievable. This guy is getting way too bold. He actually dares to pull something like this now?’ Ophelia fumed.

“Huh?” Alaric blinked, playing innocent. “I didn’t change your clothes.”

“Didn’t you just say you helped me?” Ophelia gritted her teeth, shooting him a death glare. ‘Now you’re trying to deny it? Isn’ t it a little late for that?’ she thought.

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