This was my thought. It really was not worth it for such a person.
I put the tissues back where they came from and did not speak again, and neither did Drover.
Soon, we arrived at the hospital.
After some examinations, the doctor instructed me not to fly off the handle again. Otherwise, it would easily affect the child.
I was still experiencing a vague pain in my stomach when we were leaving the hospital, so I walked out with Drover's help.
"Go home and get some good rest." Drover's voice was so gentle that it stressed me.
I pursed my lips and said softly, "Drover, you..."
It was so sudden that I did not know how to talk to him. For a moment, the words were stuck in my throat. I could not spit them out nor swallow them back.
Seeing how awkward I was, wanting to speak but struggling to get the words out, Drover smiled. "If you have something to say, just say it if holding it back is unbearable."
"I’ll say it, then?” I looked at him tentatively. He was driving, watching me only through the periphery of his vision.
"Yes, let's talk."
I grabbed the corner of my clothes, then asked politely, "The woman in your heart… She’s still the same, isn’t she?"
Hearing this, Drover was stunned for a moment. His hand on the steering wheel paused, and he chuckled. "Why do you suddenly ask that?"
"You've been so kind to me recently. It's stressing me,” I smiled slowly and said.
We had just reached a red light, and the car stopped.
Drover's gaze was directed at me. It was warm and soft. "I just feel like you need someone to protect you now. It’s nothing more than that. The person in my heart will never change.”
The determination in his eyes revealed to me his love for that person, and I finally felt relieved. "That's good."
"There’s another reason why I’m treating you so well. Would you like to hear it?" He suddenly said, upping the suspense.
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