Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 308

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Elena: POV

Julian’s eyes stayed locked on mine even as the nurse came in to adjust his oxygen levels and check his vitals. His grip on my hand hadn’t loosened–if anything, it had tightened, like he was afraid I’d disappear if he let go.

“Mr. Sterling, I need you to try and relax,” the nurse said gently, noting his elevated heart rate on the monitor. “You’ve been through major trauma. Your

body needs rest.”

But he shook his head slightly, his gaze never wavering from my face. When he tried to speak again, his voice came out rough and barely audible.

“Don’t… leave.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” I said quickly, squeezing his hand. “I promise.”

Lila had climbed onto the edge of the bed, carefully avoiding the wires and tubes, and was now curled up against Julian’s uninjured side like a small cat. The sight of them together-my daughter and the man who’d nearly died protecting us-made my chest ache.

The nurse finished her checks and left. The room fell into a hushed quiet, broken only by the steady beeping of monitors.

“You should rest,” I said softly, watching the exhaustion pull at his features. “The doctors said you need to focus on healing.”

Julian nodded reluctantly, his eyelids already growing heavy from the pain medication. “Stay,” he whispered.

“I will,” I promised, settling back in the uncomfortable hospital chair. “We both will.”

Three days later, Julian was finally stable enough to sit up properly without wincing. The color had returned to his face, and though he was still weak, the dangerous pallor that had terrified me was gone. His vitals had been steady for twenty-four hours, and Dr. Martinez had even mentioned the possibility of moving him to a regular room soon.

I was reading quietly in the chair beside his bed, Lila napping curled up in the small couch by the window, when I felt Julian’s eyes on me.

“You’ve been here every day,” he said, his voice much stronger now.

“Where else would I be?’ I replied, not looking up from my book.

‘Elena. There was something in his tone that made me glance up. He was watching me with an expression I couldn’t quite read-grateful, but also pained. “Is there anything you want to ask me? This time I promise to tell you everything. I want us to learn to trust each other more.”

I set the book aside, giving him my full attention. “Why her?” The question came out barely above a whisper. “Why Victoria? What made het so special that you’d throw away everything we had?”

Julian’s face went pale. Then he closed his eyes, pain flickering across his features that had nothing to do with his physical injuries.

“Because I thought I owed her my life,’ he said quietly.

“What do you mean?”

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Chapter 308

“When I was ten; I was kidnapped. Held for three days in some warehouse while my father negotiated with the kidnappers. I was terrified, Elena. Just a stared kid who thought he was going to die.”

My breath caught. I remembered that time-the frantfe search, the police cars, how Julian had been different when he came back.

“Victoria told me she was the one who saved me, Julian continued. “She said she’d seen the kidnappers take re, followed them, and called the police with the location. For years, she reminded me of it. How she’d risked her life for mine. How I owed her everything.”

The room seemed to tilt around me. “Julian…”

“When she came to me after our divorce, crying about how she’d always loved me… I felt obligated. Like I owed her a chance.”

“Oh my God,” I whispered. “Julian, Victoria didn’t save you.”

He looked at me sharply, his eyes widening. “What?”

“I did.” The words came out barely above a whisper. “I was the one who saw them take you from the playground. I followed them on my bike—do you remember my old red bike? I stayed hidden and watched where they took you.”

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