You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 750

Michelle took the water from Valerie. It was just the right temperature, so she used it to moisten her lips. Afterwards, she thanked the other woman sincerely.

As she was about to get out of bed, a pair of strong hands pinned her down. She raised her eyes and saw her reflection in Leon's amber eyes.

"I'm feeling fine, Leon. I have to get to work." She was still feeling a bit dizzy. Upon seeing how considerate and gentle Leon was towards her, she couldn't help but remember what Debra had said about Leon.

She felt sorry for Leon, but she also wanted to protect herself.

At the moment, Leon was pushing her gently back to the bed. He tucked her hair behind her ear and said, "Caroline brought you to the hospital. She knows you're sick, so you don't have to worry. You can go back to work after you recover."

"Really? Caroline drove me all the way here?" Michelle then thought to herself, 'That means I can't go back to work now.

If I don't go to work, then I won't earn money.'

Her lips curled down, making her look thoroughly disappointed.

"You need to get better first before going back to work." Leon laid a comforting hand on her forehead. "Does your head still hurt? Are you hungry?"

Michelle shook her head. "No, I'm okay. I just want to go home and get some sleep. I still need to go to Caroline's studio for my bag. The key to my house is in there."

Leon seemed to think for a while before agreeing. "Let's go get your bag, and then I'll drive you home."

As soon as Michelle got up on her feet, she almost lost her balance. Leon was quick enough to catch her before she could fall. Bending down to look at her, he asked if she was okay. Then, he squatted down in front of her and said, "Hop on. I'll carry you."

Meanwhile, Valerie was getting more and more jealous as she watched the scene unfold.

Michelle stared at his back with a blank expression. Suddenly, a memory from three years ago began to resurface. Back then, Leon had squatted down in front of her, offering to carry her on his back.

She was tempted to drape herself all over his back, but luckily, she still had her senses intact.

Grinning, she said, "It's okay, Leon. I can still walk." As if to prove her point, she started walking ahead.

The other two trailed after her as she walked out of the ward. By the time they were in the elevator together, Michelle was feeling so weak and dizzy that she couldn't seem to process what was happening around her anymore.

As soon as they walked out of the in-patient building, some blaring noise made her head hurt. She frowned, looking around to see where the noise was coming from.

Suddenly, a hand descended on her eyes, covering them entirely.

Her back met a warm chest. Another hand pressed firmly on her shoulder. She could breathe in the scent of snow mixed with plum blossoms.

"Leon?" Michelle called out to him in confusion. She didn't know if it was too noisy or if her voice was just too soft. Either way, she couldn't seem to hear herself.

The hand touching her bare skin seemed to burn up. She couldn't see anything except for the sunlight that seeped through the gaps of his fingers.

Michelle tried blinking her eyes. Her eyelashes brushed gently over Leon's fingers like the flutter of a bird's wings.

Lowering his head, Leon whispered in Michelle's ear, "Close your eyes, Michelle."

Michelle obediently did as he told her to do. Then, she could hear something shouting, "Please get out of the way." And then, there was the sound of sliding wheels on the ground. There were also the uneven sound of hurrying footsteps and clicking tongues.

As soon as the voice faded away, the hand covering her eyes moved away.

Leon raised his head and said, "You can open your eyes now."

Michelle opened her eyes, trying to adjust to the light as she did so. She squinted and asked, "What's wrong, Leon?"

"It's nothing." Leon began to walk, standing next to her as he turned to look at Valerie. He noticed that her face was pale, so he asked if she was okay.

Valerie's lips were trembling. "No, it's nothing. I think I'm going to vomit."

Indeed, she felt sick. She rushed towards the bathroom before she could even finish her sentence. There, she puked into the sink.

Michelle watched as Valerie ran off, feeling even more confused. Then, she heard someone talking nearby.

"Can the child still live? I think I can see her bones protruding."

"I don't know."

"Poor girl."

"She's still so young. Why does she have to suffer like this?"