With You For the Rest of My Life novel Chapter 8

The pungent smell of disinfectant fluid filled the air. It was cold and hard. In the room, there was a large area of white skin. Lying on the bed, Rose looked numb. She hated the hospital most, and hated the suffocating and pungent atmosphere.

Her mother died in the emergency treatment of the hospital. And now, her own child was also sent away from her in the hospital.

Her closest blood in this world all disappeared here.

Touching her belly with her trembling hands, Rose closed her eyes and listened to the conversation outside the ward.

"The patient needs to have a good rest after the miscarriage. And it still needs some time for her to recover. Please take good care of her. It is true that she is emotionally unstable and has low spirits. Pay more attention to her diet and life, to prevent her from depression after the miscarriage."

"Okay, thank you." The deep and cold voice came from Burke.

The door of the ward was ajar and the light footsteps got more and more close. Rose closed her eyes and did not want to face the person.

A shade covered down and then the smell of aftershave of Burke came to her, making her nose feel sore. She used to like the smell so much that she bought the aftershave of the same brand secretly and applied it on her clothes when he was not at home, pretending he was here. She was always so careful about her love and attachment to him.

But later, the aftershave was always mixed with perfume from another woman.

His rough hands stretched out on her belly, gently caressing her through the thick quilt and clothes.

Suddenly, Rose felt nausea.

Rose suddenly opened her eyes and pushed away Burke's hand. Ignoring his stunned look, she got out of bed, rushed into the bathroom and retched on the wash basin barefoot.

In the glass mirror in the bathroom, Rose raised her head and smoothed away the short hair on her forehead. Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw a pale and haggard woman. Behind her stood Burke, looking worried.

He was always a cold man, but he unexpectedly got worried.

"Rose..." Burke tried to help her up from the sink.

"Don't touch me!" Rose shouted, out of control. She pushed away the hand that Burke reached out, and accidentally hit the corner of the sink with her elbow.

She grunted. It might have hurt her bones.

"What are you doing?" With a faint anger on his face, Burke pulled Rose's arm and lifted her hospital clothes to check her injury.

His tone and expression showed concern unconsciously, which was not even noticed by himself.

However, what happened just now made Rose feel sick.

He was the one indirectly killed her children, but now he pretend to be concerned about her.

"You make me sick, Burke."

She looked at him calmly and with disgust.

All of a sudden, Burke hands stopped. Against the light, it was hard to see the expression on his face. Then, he bent down and picked her up, letting her kick and struggle in his arms.

"Let me go!" Rose screamed and struggled. She used both her hands and feet to pull his clothes. But he was so strong that she couldn't move him at all.