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“Alexander?”
When he didn’t respond, Evelyn frowned slightly. “Answer him.”
“…No.”
He hadn’t been taking it. He had stopped months ago.
Because of Elena’s pregnancy.
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Sullivan’s expression tightened. “Mr. Kingsley, the medication prescribed by the hospital needs to be taken consistently. Stopping it on your own like this significantly increases the risk of a relapse.”
He packed up his equipment, then turned to Evelyn. “Mrs. Kingsley…”
Evelyn understood immediately that there was no convincing Alexander right now.
“Write the prescription,” she said calmly. “I’ll have someone pick it up tomorrow. I’ll handle the rest.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
After Sullivan left, the room fell quiet, leaving only Evelyn and Alexander.
Evelyn sat down beside the bed, her expression serious. “How long are you planning to keep this from Elena? Are you really going to keep skipping your medication just to hide it from her? Alexander, your body won’t hold up if this keeps going.”
She knew exactly why he had made that choice.
But this wasn’t sustainable.
“You’re married,” she continued. “She’s going to find out sooner or later. Your condition isn’t life-
threatening. She’ll understand.”
Alexander closed his
Evelyn sighed.
eyes, his voice low. “We’ll deal with it later.”
She knew
was no changing his mind tonight.
“Fine. I’ll
. But take the medication this time.”
He didn’t respond. Only after she left did Alexander slowly open his eyes again.
A dull ache throbbed in his head, and a shadow lingered over his features.
He couldn’t be sure that Elena would stay if she knew the truth.
And he was selfish.
He had fought too hard for this chance. He wasn’t ready to lose it.
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When Elena woke up, it was already nine at night. Alexander still hadn’t come into the room.
She hesitated for a moment, then got out of bed and went downstairs.
Walter and Evelyn were no longer in the living room. Only the staff remained, quietly cleaning up.
“Where’s Alexander?” Elena asked.
One of the staff members replied respectfully, “Dr. Hall came by earlier. Mr. Kingsley hasn’t come downstairs since, so he should be resting in the guest room.”
“Elena frowned. “Dr. Hall?”
“Yes, he’s the doctor.”
He’s sick?
Her gaze shifted toward the guest room.
After a brief pause, she headed upstairs.
When she reached the door, she hesitated for two seconds before gently pushing it open.
Alexander was there.
She walked over to the bed and stopped.
It was rare to see him sleeping this deeply. His brows were tightly furrowed, as if something unpleasant was weighing on him even in his dreams.
Is he running a fever?
She reached out and placed her hand against his forehead.
Warm, but normal. Not a fever. Then what was wrong?
She remembered hearing before that his health wasn’t great. Back then, she had misunderstood what that
meant.
If it’s not that… then what is it?
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just about to pull her hand back when suddenly, her wrist was
She flinched, her eyes snapping to his face. At some
His gaze was cold, unt
a completely different person.
and the hand print
Alexander had opened his
db
g her wrist felt almost i
icy.
moment, he seemed like
A chill crept up Elena’s spine, but she didn’t pull away.
“Alexander… it’s me, she said softly.
The room was still dim, as she hadn’t turned on the lights when she entered. The shadows only made his
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eyes seem sharper, colder.
With her free hand, she reached over and switched on the bedside lamp.
Warm light filled the room.
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Alexander squinted slightly, but his gaze remained fixed on her face, as if trying to confirm who she was.
Elena softened her voice. “Are you not feeling well?”
She touched his forehead again. “Or did you have a nightmare?”
A few seconds passed.
The tension in his expression eased just a little, as though he had finally recognized her.
“Do you want some water?” she asked gently.
The suffocating tension in the room seemed to ease slightly. Elena let out a quiet breath and carefully pulled her wrist free, turning to pour him a glass of water,
Before she could take a step, his arm wrapped around her waist.
In one swift motion, he pulled her onto the bed, lifting her from the edge and bringing her to the inside.
She instinctively grabbed onto his arm, her heart jumping.
By the time she processed what had happened, she was already lying securely against him, held tightly in his arms.
His heartbeat was strong and steady against her ear, far too powerful for someone who was supposedly
unwell.
She tried to push herself up, but he tightened his hold immediately, not giving her the chance.
usual, as if he were holding something back. usual, as if he were holding something back.
“Stay with me for a bit,” he said, his voice rough, lower that closer, to keep her from slipping away
His arms tightened around her, almost as if he
Elena sensed something was off.
She stopped struggling.
to pu
From where she lay, she could see the sharp line of his jaw and his tightly shut eyes.
His breathing was uneven.
“Alexander,” she asked softly, “what’s wrong?”
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both Elena and Alexander are stupid, they already knew and agreed to be open, honest and trust each other, but instead they repeated the same mistakes which made them suspicious of each other....