Capture Her Heart After Marriage

In the hospital.

After a physical examination, the doctor’s expression was serious but not concerned. “Ms. White, your stomach problem should’ve lasted for quite a while, but luckily it’s not too serious this time. Just pay attention to your diet.

“The reason why you had an attack tonight is you don’t have a regular and proper diet. By the way, Ms. White, what did you eat today?”

‘What did I eat?’ Alexia wondered. Alexia looked at Chaim awkwardly. During her lunch break, he startled her, then she worked overtime until the night. How did she have time to eat?

“Doctor, is there a cure for this stomach illness?” Chaim asked, frowning.

For no reason, he felt a little guilty when glancing at his wife’s pale face.

The doctor shook his head. “Treatment and management, yes. But no cure. Ms. White’s stomach illness isn’t serious after all. Just focus on following a healthy diet, eating regularly and properly, and providing the stomach nourishing foods for a while.”

The doctor wrote out a prescription and asked Alexia to rest while the nurse got the medicine before she left.

As soon as the doctor left, all of Alexia’s embarrassment she was managing took control and she looked everywhere but at her husband. Alexia squeezed her hand painfully hard and saw the sky outside the window was dark.

“The doctor said I would have to get an IV drip later. I won’t go back until late, and you should head home and get some rest.”

“It’s okay, I’m waiting here.”

face was blank, and Alexia was at a loss for what to say. Chaim pulled a chair next to the bed and sat down, taking out his phone as if he

at him for a while, then mustered up the courage to mutter, “In fact, when I was sick before, I wished someone would come to

her head, she showed her slender

frowned at the unfamiliar feeling, trying to discern what it

her words upset him. Not wanting to make things worse, she hastily explained,

and it took her a while to regain control of

that he didn’t like her at all. There would be no

Chaim said coldly after Alexia composed

“Okay…”

obediently closed her eyes to rest, fearing that the more she said,

working long hours that evening and all the stress that

his eye. Her face was delicate and beautiful. She had a pretty nose and fair

Buzz!

of his thoughts. With a sigh, Chaim grabbed his phone and strode into a waiting

“What’s the matter?”

be needed at any time. They need

turned grave. “I will call the doctor tomorrow

“Okay, thank you, Sir.”

looking at his wife inside, everything being far more complicated