You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 801

From where he stood, Leon caught a glimpse of the bouquet made of pink roses and baby's breath. It wasn't the one he bought Michelle.

It might be from Caroline, he thought.

Of course, it also could have been sent by Tim.

"Michelle, these flowers are beautiful. Who sent them?" he asked, trying his best to sound casual.

Looking sideways, Michelle answered quietly, "Tim."

Her words confirmed his hunch. Scrunching his forehead, he felt a bit annoyed.

After a couple of seconds, he let out a quiet sigh and regained his composure.

"Aren't you tired of the hospital? Don't you want to leave already? We can get you out of here tomorrow."

"Really?" Michelle looked at him excitedly.

The wounds on her feet had almost healed. She just needed to be careful when walking around. Meanwhile, there was no cause for concern with the wound at the back of her head. She just needed to go back to the hospital to have the dressing changed regularly and then have the stitches removed once the wound was healed.

She had already wanted to leave the hospital for some time now.

No matter how cozy the VIP room was, it was still a ward. It wasn't home.

She didn't really like it there despite all the comforts.

Many people don't like staying in the hospital because it makes them more aware of their sickness or injuries. Nothing beats the familiar feeling of home.

Full of excitement, she stood up and said to him, "Hey, you promised, okay? We're going to leave the hospital tomorrow."

"Yes, yes. Lie down and rest." Putting his hands on both of her shoulders, Leon gently tucked her in the bed. "The doctor told me that you should keep an eye on your condition. You shouldn't move around too much, or else you might injure yourself again. It's not fun."

"Got it," Michelle answered. With a grin, she clapped her hands together excitedly.

But she became worried once again. "But what about the wound on the back of my head? Can I hide it by wearing a cap or something? If I can't cover it, my parents will find out."

"Don't worry about it. You don't have to go home immediately." Leon thought for a while and asked, "Do you want to stay at my place for a few days while you heal?"

"We're going to live together?" Michelle asked, a bit surprised at his proposition.

It was too fast for her. She wasn't ready yet for that kind of setup.

But when would she be ready?

What else was she waiting for?

Since she hadn't lived together with a boyfriend, she had no idea.

All kinds of questions flashed through her mind, making it difficult for her to decide.

Looking at her, Leon couldn't read what was going through her mind. All he knew was that his idea scared her a bit.

Smiling, he let out a sigh as if to signal his helplessness.

She still really was an innocent girl who didn't know much about these things.

"Don't worry about it," Leon assured her. "You can stay in the North Yard for a couple of days while you heal. When you feel a little bit better, I'll bring you home. Anyway, it's a relief that you're going to be discharged from the hospital. That also means that you can get back to work. I also have some things to take care of."

In high spirits, Michelle answered, "Yes, that's great. I want to make a lot of money, so it's good that I'll be back to work as soon as possible."

Leon smiled gently at her. "You don't have to worry about that. I have a lot of money. You can use as much of it as you like."

Hearing this, Michelle looked at him with a serious face and said, "Leon, I know you're a rich man. But that money isn't mine. I want to have something of my own."

"But what I have is also yours, Michelle." Running his fingers through her hair, he looked at her affectionately. "How about this? I'll just give you all my money, and you take care of me for the rest of my life."

"Do you mean that I'll use your money to support you?" she asked suspiciously.

"Do you want to use it to support someone else?" he asked, teasing her. He then deliberately put on a long face.

"No!" Michelle answered quickly. "Why would I use your money on someone else?"

"That's good. I'm the only person you should take care of. Or else, I'll break your legs." Leon smiled.

Subconsciously, Michelle covered her legs and shook her head firmly. "I won't. You're the only one I care about."

"That's good to hear."

In the afternoon of the following day, Leon finished all the formalities for Michelle's discharge from the hospital. When he came back to the ward, she had already packed up all her things. However, he noticed that she kept staring at the flowers in the vase beside her.

"What's wrong?" Leon asked, walking up to her.