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The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 734

A rush of warmth flooded my chest.

Looking at the affectionate smile in his eyes, all the lingering chill and fear in my body completely melted away.

What was I supposed to do? Now I just wanted to kiss him.

He had taken a knife for me, was practically bedridden, yet he was still worrying about whether I'd eaten, dragging himself here in the middle of the night just to bring me food.

"You're so stubborn. I'm an adult, not a child. I can find food if I'm hungry." But I forced down the urge to kiss him, frowning to scold him instead. "Besides, if you were worried, you could have just ordered delivery. Why come all the way here yourself?"

Why make the trip when he was in no condition to be moving around?

Instead of getting annoyed at my scolding, his smile widened, his eyes curving into crescents.

He reached out, his large hand gently stroking my hair, his voice dripping with indulgence. "But to me, my darling is a little girl. I was worried she wouldn't take care of herself, so I had to deliver it personally and watch her eat it."

He really knew exactly how to handle me. That kind of reassurance was my ultimate weakness.

Especially right after coming down from a terrifying adrenaline rush, his presence offered a profound sense of safety and comfort.

"Plus, I had a selfish reason. I missed my wife too much, so I snuck over to see her," he added.

I didn't know what else to say. All I could do was hold him tighter, resting my cheek against his neck, grounding myself in his scent, his body heat, his solid presence.

I felt safe, and incredibly lucky.

Thank God he came.

Thank God he happened to miss me and brought me dinner.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have known what to do or what was going to happen next.

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