You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 503

When Nina woke up, John's first reaction was to fight the urge to hug her and turn around so that she wouldn't see his face.

He couldn't let her suffer any more.

The first time she laid eyes on him, she ended up in a coma for a full day. The second time put her into a coma for four days and three nights. He couldn't risk putting her through that again. How long would she be unconscious for the third time?

He was petrified.

He would rather live his life under the mask and keep her safe, even if that meant that she would never remember him again.

If she fell into another coma, John's heart would never rest easy.

"Where is my mask?" John asked in a hoarse voice.

"Mask?" Vicente came to her senses, looked around and pointed to the sofa. "Over there."

John was about to walk over when a soft hand grabbed him.

"John." Even though Nina's voice was weak and feeble, she said the word clearly.

His name flowed out of her mouth as clear as day.

Not Noah or Sean, but John.

Vicente was flabbergasted. "What did you call him?"

John was overcome with disbelief. His eyes glinted as his hands trembled.

He waited for her to call his name again.

If she managed to say it again, that meant that she remembered him.

"John," Nina called out again. She felt his very obvious trembling as she held his hand. She shook his arm like a spoiled child.

Her eyes were slightly red, and she said through her sobs, "John, hug me."

John was holding his breath but this finally stopped when his chest started heaving. He turned around, bent down, held Nina in his arms, and buried his head in her neck.

"I love you." He kept tightening his clutches and tried his best to pull her into his body.

Nina's pale face became flushed as she slowly felt out of breath. There was no hint of pain though. It was a joy that none of them had seen in a long time.

The familiar voice, breath and warm embrace could only be from one person.

She was sure that it was him.

She gently patted John's back, as if coaxing a child.

"You two have some catching up to do. I'll go and wait outside," Vicente said with tears in her eyes, watching this unfold. "John, try not to hurt her, okay?"

John seemed to hear none of that, still clinging onto Nina for dear life. At last, Nina couldn't hold on any longer and said, "I just woke up. Are you trying to knock me out again?"

Her weak voice barely made it out of her mouth with how tightly John hung onto her. It sounded like she was going to pass out at any moment.

With tears in his eyes, John looked around and asked, "Where did you get hurt?"

Nina took a few deep breaths, tilted her head to the side, pointed at her neck and said, "Here. You did this."

Every inch of her skin was fair and tender. Just a little force was enough to bruise her milky complexion.

John lowered his head and kissed her on the neck.

"Are you going to bite me? Ah, it's itchy. Stop kissing me." Nina smiled and pushed him away. John kept kissing her and moving further up her neck, reaching her face and eventually giving her a gentle kiss on her lips.

They rested their foreheads against each other's, touching their noses together as they felt each other's warm breath. They were so in sync that they could almost hear the beating of their hearts.

John raised his hand and held Nina's face, slowly rubbing her cheek with his thumb. The warmth from his fingertip instantly made her look better.

The two of them silently stared into each other's eyes.