The Diary Of My Dead Wife
Chapter 11: Pretty, What do you like about me?
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.
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him everything that would be best
wash Sophie's hair, face, and body
moon rose, Zac would gently lay her in the bed, and he would talk to her softly like
Zac had exerted so far, he knew that it would not change the fact that he had
not even tell how much of his efforts were out
ask himself from time to time if he was doing all of this
that question, he always ends up having
with a towel when he
as if it would
on her face and placed them behind
was already three years since we've met.We were drugged that time.I had no idea what happened, but I quickly jumped to conclusions, got angry at you, and treated you harshly.Nevertheless, you stayed nice and warm.Seriously, was there anyone in this world who was more stupid than
Zac chuckled embarrassedly.
with me for a long time, but I had never noticed it because of how stupid 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
then stared at Sophie seriously
finest things, and be the best husband
hard, so one child
could be the little version of you if she's a girl, or we
tone slowly became
like a combination of being
aren't you tired of sleeping so much? When are you going to open your eyes and
hair, and a faint smile, Zac said, "Don't keep me waiting for too long, Sophie, or
as he pressed his warm lips on her forehead
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