Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 381

Chapter 381 Headache

Yuliana couldn’t help but curl her lips and look up at Wesley.

They looked at each other and smiled.

It was great to be loved, one could be willful unscrupulously.

At 11 p.m., Yuliana came out of the bathroom after washing up.

The girl from the neighboring bed had finished her drip, and the nurse had removed the needle. The guy was gently touching her hand and comforting her to sleep..

The girl was in the guy’s arms, whimpering and crying like a kitten.

The guy whispered into her ear and continued to soothe her.

Yuliana looked at Wesley, who was still sitting by the bed, and asked, “Aren’t you leaving yet?”

The foldable chair in the hospital ward could be opened as a bed, but it was not very stable. Given Wesley’s tall and large physique, Yuliana was concerned that the chair might wobble violently, even with the slightest

movement.

She couldn’t understand why Wesley wanted to endure the suffering when there was a comfortable bed to

rest on.

It wasn’t as if she was mobility impaired and needed Wesley’s support.

Instead, she moved around with ease. Other than having a slight fever, she had no issues at all.

“Why do you always want to drive me away?” Wesley glanced over at the neighboring bed. “Can’t you take a cue from them?”

Yuliana stared at him and didn’t say anything, then went to the bed and lifted the quilt to get in, saying, “It’s up to you.”

After that, she turned off the light on her side and lay down.

The light on the adjacent bed was still on, and the room was not too dim.

Wesley sat on the chair, propping his chin with his hand and staring at Yuliana.

Both of them looked at each other without saying anything or moving.

The couple next to them murmured.

The girl said, “Kiss me…”

The guy hesitated. “Someone is here.”

The girl choked up. “You haven’t kissed me today. Do you not love me anymore?”

The guy said, “Honey, you are the one I love the most.” Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

As the words fell, a murmur of flirtatiousness echoed in the air.

But it stopped soon.

The guy coaxed, “Okay, go to sleep now. You still need to have a checkup in the morning.”

The girl meekly nodded her head.

It finally quieted down.

Wesley picked up his phone and tapped on the screen for a while, and Yuliana’s phone vibrated.

Yuliana picked up her phone and looked at it.

It was the WhatsApp message sent by Wesley who is beside her.

Wesley: [Do you want me to kiss you so that you can fall asleep?]

Yuliana didn’t reply. She stared at Wesley, put down her phone, and then turned around.

But, coincidentally, she was now facing the adjacent bed.

The curtain was opened, and Yuliana could see the couples cuddled up together while sleeping.

A few seconds later, Yuliana turned around again and met Wesley’s smirking face.

She parted her lips and formed the words, “I’m going to sleep,” without making a sound.

Wesley nodded.

Yuliana closed her eyes in front of him.

Wesley didn’t feel sleepy yet. He usually stayed up late at night and often carried out his task at night, so his routine was quite unusual compared to normal people.

Gazing at Yuliana’s sleeping face, there was an indescribable sense of satisfaction that he couldn’t put into words.

He had never contemplated marriage or parenthood, nor had he ever considered spending his life with any woman before meeting Yuliana.

But after encountering Yuliana, he desired to do nothing but look at her like this every day, whether she was eating, reading, or sleeping.

It seemed that he was satisfied just by looking at her.

As Yuliana was dozing off, a phone vibration woke her up again. She slightly furrowed her eyebrows, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Wesley’s face illuminated by the light of the phone he was holding and looking at

“What’s wrong?” she asked in a low voice.

Wesley’s brows furrowed deeper as she looked at Yuliana. “I might not be able to stay here with you anymore. One of my friends got into some trouble and ended up at the police station. I need to go get them out.”

Yuliana said calmly, “Hurry up and go.”

Wesley stared at Yuliana for two seconds, then got up and left the ward.

Yuliana’s sleepiness faded away after waking up, and her mind became exceptionally lucid. She lay there for a while but was unable to fall back asleep, so she decided to turn on the bedside lamp and pick up her half-read book.

It was a novel.

The main character of the novel was a woman, and it narrated her life from childhood to her prime. However, it was during her prime that she chose to end her own life.

Yuliana was so absorbed that she didn’t even notice someone coming in until the foldable chair beside the bed moved.

“Why did you…” Yuliana halted before she could finish her sentence, realizing that the man sitting in the chair was not Wesley, as she had anticipated.

Christopher’s eyes grew cold, and his thin lips twitched as he spoke. “Anything wrong?”

Yuliana tightened her lips, gazed at him for a moment, and remained silent. After a few seconds, she resumed reading as if Christopher wasn’t there, completely treating him like air.

However, this “air” had too strong of a presence, like an icy blade hanging overhead, making it hard to dismiss.

Yuliana set aside her book, turned off the light, and then lay down, covering her head with the quilt to block out everything outside.

Christopher stared at the bulging quilt for a while, his brows furrowing deeply. He then pressed his temples and closed his eyes.

He was experiencing a headache that felt like a constant drilling sensation in his head.

It was the first time Christopher had felt such pain since he was released from prison a long time ago. Yuliana was covered by her quilt for a few minutes, but soon, she couldn’t take it anymore. It was stuffy and hot inside the quilt, and her hair was soaked. She had no choice but to remove the quilt, and as she did, she heard a muffled and heavy breathing sound coming from nearby, entering her ear.

She turned her head to look and saw Christopher propping his head up. The light from the adjacent bed illuminated his face, clearly showing his eyebrows almost scrunched together in a frown.

Although Yuliana didn’t want to bother Christopher anymore, he was still Rowan’s father, after all.

After struggling with her inner turmoil, she asked with indifference, “Are you okay?”

Hearing Yuliana’s voice, Christopher opened his eyes and gazed deeply at her. He spoke with a husky voice. “I have a headache.”

Somehow, he looked pitiful.

Yuliana paused for a moment. “You should go and find the on-duty doctor and get some painkillers if you’re not feeling well. Then, go back and make sure you rest properly.”

Christopher’s thinking was a bit sluggish, perhaps due to the headache. The way he looked at Yuliana seemed dazed. He took a few seconds to interpret Yuliana’s words and replied, “It won’t help.”

It was unclear to Yuliana whether Christopher meant the painkillers would not help, if resting would be ineffective, or if he meant both.

Yuliana asked, “What do you want, then?”

Christopher still looked at her and said nothing.

Yuliana’s mood suddenly soured.

She thought to herself, “What did it have to do with me? Leave me alone.”

Yuliana closed her eyes and ignored him again.

Christopher turned to look outside the window and murmured, “It’s raining.”

Yuliana listened carefully, and she indeed heard the pattering of rain outside.

This rain should bring a hint of coolness to Juxshire.

Yuliana fell asleep in a daze.

Upon waking up. Yuliana found that the narrow hospital room was crowded with people.

There were doctors and nurses, as well as the couple at the adjacent bed.

As for Yuliana’s side, Christopher was sleeping soundly with his body covered with a coat and his head tilted to the side, his legs crossed on a chair that he had somehow managed to acquire from somewhere. Beside Christopher stood Wesley, who was carrying breakfast for her.

Yuliana shifted the blanket with her legs and said. “Take a seat on the bed.”

After taking a glance at Christopher, Wesley sat down at the corner of the bed and put the breakfast he brought on the overbed table. He then asked, “When did he get here?”

Yuliana casually tied her hair into a ponytail with the elastic band on her wrist and answered, “Soon after your left last night.”