The Diary Of My Dead Wife

No matter how hard the Doctor tried to console Zac, he did not feel any better.He knew that miracles were deemed miracles for the sole reason that the probability of it happening was too low.

Two months passed already, and Sophie didn't wake up.

She was still asleep in the hospital bed, pale and thin, reliant on the machine to stay alive.

Zac stayed by her side every minute of the day and checked if she was fine from time to time.

He then heaved a deep sigh as he thought, “If my father didn't force me to work in the company to settle things, I would have chosen not to be affiliated with our own firm at all!"

Because of that, Thaddeus felt that Zac had gone crazy over the daughters of the Williams family and hated them more.

He thought that Edith and Sophie were not a good influence on his son, Zac, who's now decadent.

Although Sophie was currently unconscious, Zac felt that Sophie would not want to be hospitalized if she was awake, so he took her home.

He almost turned his room into a ward and made sure that all types of medical equipment were complete.

Zac does not care whether Sophie would wake up anytime soon or not.

He was pretty determined to even spend the rest of his life watching over her.

Because of everything that had happened, Zac's way of thinking had matured gradually.

Even though it was difficult for him to accept Sophie's critical condition, he couldn't be more grateful that God allowed her to fall into a coma and did not take Sophie's life immediately.

extra efforts

to teach him everything

Sophie's hair, face, and

as the moon rose, Zac would gently lay her in the bed, and he would talk

he knew that it would not change the fact that he had been an asshole towards

could not even tell how much of his

to time if he was doing all of this to relieve his

question,

was busy wiping Sophie's body gently with a towel when he suddenly asked, "Pretty, what

as if it would break

on her face and placed them behind her

conclusions, got angry at you, and treated you harshly.Nevertheless, you stayed nice and warm.Seriously, was there

Zac chuckled embarrassedly.

I was.Instead, I continued to hurt you for no acceptable reason.Sophie, do you hate me? You do, don't you? If you despise me, hurry up and open your eyes.You could slap me until

seriously as he patted

the finest things, and be the best husband you could ever ask for.We'll have a bunch of

be hard, so one child would be

the little version of you if she's a girl, or we could have a son

lively tone

like a combination of

you tired of sleeping so much? When are you going to open your

shirt, messy hair, and a faint smile, Zac said, "Don't keep me waiting for

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