Capture Her Heart After Marriage

"I'm the head nurse for room 901," the man at the door replied.

Alexia's expression froze.

‘Room 901, isn't that the ward Evelyn is staying in?’

It was so late. There was no reason Evelyn's head nurse needed to find Chaim. ‘Did something happen to Evelyn again?’

"Hello, may I ask why you’re looking for Mr. Lancaster?" Alexia asked before explaining. "Mr. Lancaster is already asleep, and unless it’s an emergency, it’s probably best to let him sleep."

"Ms. Evelyn is awake and is demanding Mr. Lancaster come to see her." The person outside the door responded hesitantly.

Alexia was about to respond when Chaim suddenly open his eyes and sat up.

"You... Chaim."

"I'll go upstairs and look," Chaim said as he pulled on his shirt and climbed out of the bed.

Alexia pulled on his arm, not wanting him to go. “But Chaim, you look tired now. Why don't you go tomorrow?"

"No, Eve will be upset if I don’t go see her now," Chaim said as he pulled away from Alexia.

Alexia looked at her empty hand, and her heart followed her husband’s fleeting warmth. Was he that worried about Evelyn? ‘Why can’t he be more worried about me, his wife?’

Alexia lowered her eyes to hide the emotion in her face. "Just so I know, are you coming back tonight?"

Chaim froze with his foot half in his shoe as he thought for a moment before regaining his composure. "You go to sleep. Call Aunt Song if there is anything you need. Aunt Song is sleeping in a room nearby. If Aunt Song can't help or doesn’t answer, ring the bell and call Nathaniel. He said he would stay in the hospital the next few days."

Chaim purposely didn't answer whether he would be back tonight, focusing intently on his shoes before following the head nurse out of the room.

As soon as the door shut, Alexia felt the bed where Chaim had been, the last of his warmth slipping away. The sheets growing cold, just like her heart.

"He expects me to sleep now?" Alexia gathered the covers together and let out a bitter laugh.

as soon as Chaim left, there was no chance of

for hours, not realizing how long she’d been staring until the light in the room started growing into a soft, pale yellow. It was only after the light in the room turned to a soft orange with the rising sun that she

Alexia’s sleep was fitful, she didn’t awake

a nearby chair, Nathaniel stood there in a white coat looking down

completely awake yet, responded with an mmm in her raspy morning voice, the words trailing off like a soft

the medical record shook as he tried to control himself. "Sister, can you not

suddenly found himself unable to find the words to describe the feeling he just

looked at Nathaniel and yawned. "What's

open the folder and darted his eyes

is just average looking… and yet so tantalizing— No, stop!’ Nathanial thought to himself, cutting off his train of thoughts. He knew Alexia wasn’t doing anything on purpose, unlike some of the other female patients. Realizing Alexia was staring up at him, Nathaniel cleared his throat before trying

are you feeling

before smiling faintly. "Much better, it doesn't hurt as much as

Nathaniel said as he opened

couldn't see what he was writing and had little interest in it, instead, looking back up at the ceiling and asking, "When can

to keep you here under observation for a few days," Nathaniel replied without raising his head, "If there are no signs or symptoms of an adverse reaction

I understand," Alexia murmured as Nathaniel

prescribed some bone marrow regeneration medication., I'll have the nurse send it over later. You must remember

nodded, stifling another

the medical record folder and clipped it under his armpit,

her head, a

"Evelyn's father," Nathaniel replied.

had come to thank me and had brought up some tonic, that's all," she said, pointing to

then pushed his glasses and asked meaningfully, "When you met him, did you notice anything special

special?" Alexia lost her smile and shook her head, "What could I feel

what he said?" Nathaniel asked,

"Yes."

Nathaniel murmured, pursing

the truth yet. ‘Looks like there's a good show ahead!’ Nathaniel

couldn’t discern what could

seem