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.”

chair next to the bed and sat down, taking out his phone as if he was going to handle official business. Although Chaim didn’t offer any words of comfort, Alexia couldn’t help but smile, looking at him sitting there with

for a while, then mustered up the courage to mutter, “In fact, when I was sick

head, she showed her slender neck, making her look extremely

frowned at the unfamiliar feeling, trying to discern what

to make things worse, she hastily explained, “Don’t be angry. I’m not

sob in her throat cut her off, and it took her a while to regain control of

didn’t

said coldly after Alexia composed

“Okay…”

to rest, fearing

long hours that evening and all the stress that came from lying on the hospital bed,

delicate and beautiful. She had a pretty nose and fair skin, and although not a gorgeous beauty, she was pretty and

Buzz!

sigh, Chaim grabbed his phone and

“What’s the matter?”

be needed at any time. They need you to make a

assistant’s nervous words, Chaim’s expression turned grave. “I will call the doctor

“Okay, thank you, Sir.”

stood in the doorway looking at

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