Filed to story: I Got Married Without You
Only then did he put down his phone and look at Rosalyn. “Why didn’t you tell me you had a heart attack?”
His expression was as indifferent as ever, as if he was not worried about her illness but blamed her for hiding it. Seeing his cold and indifferent appearance, the little ripples stirred up in Rosalyn’s heart gradually faded. She raised her hand and wanted to remove the oxygen mask to speak, but his bony hand grabbed her wrist. “Don’t move.”
Andrew’s pleasant voice rang in Rosalyn’s ears, hitting her heart and causing a few more ripples in her heart. She pressed down on her abnormal heart, trying to control the frequency of her heartbeat, but she was frightened by Andrew, who suddenly leaned over.
Andrew’s tall and straight body, with a suffocating sense of oppression, hit Rosalyn, making her unconsciously shrink her neck backward.
However, he didn’t notice it at all. He pressed her down on the bed, lowered his head, and stared at her pale face. He asked softly, “Are you still feeling unwell?”
It was rare for Andrew to care about her like this. It could be said that he had never been so concerned about her before. This sudden gentleness made Rosalyn extremely uncomfortable.
She pressed her back tightly against the hospital bed and only heaved a sigh of relief when she was far from him.
She lowered her head and said softly, “My back…”
She looked well-behaved and quiet, the same as when she had been with him, as if she had never changed.
Andrew’s cold expression softened slightly.
He undid her coat and looked at her back.
The three dark red marks of the iron rod almost sank into her flesh.
It was as if he could see the marks of broken bones, which were eye-catching.
“What’s going on?”
Andrew’s expression gradually turned cold, and even his eyes were filled with frost.
“Did Jackson hit you?”
Rosalyn quickly shook her head. “Not him. It’s Kevin…”
Andrew frowned and said, “Make it clear.”
Rosalyn had no choice but to tell him everything that had happened in the hotel.
When Andrew knew she did not bleed because of doing that thing with Jackson, his furrowed brows slightly relaxed.
However, when he heard that she was almost violated by the bodyguards brought by Kevin, his eyebrows, which had just been unfolded, were tightly knitted together again.
Without thinking, he took out his phone and made another call. “Joe, deal with Kevin!” back.
Andrew stepped forward and held her trembling shoulders. The high temperature of his palm made Rosalyn grit her teeth and endure.
After a heart-wrenching pain, Stella took a few more tubes of her blood for testing.
After some tossing and turning, Rosalyn was exhausted. She closed her eyes and wanted to fall asleep, but simultaneously, she looked uneasily at Andrew. “Mr… Mr. Evans…”
Rosalyn forced herself to open her eyes and looked at Andrew, who had been sitting by her hospital bed all along. “Can you let go of Mr. Collins first?” Seeing that she was still thinking about Jackson when she was in such a state, Andrew eyes, which had finally softened, suddenly turned cold. “Take care of yourself first!”
After saying that, Andrew got up and left without looking back.
Looking at the cold and distant figure disappear from her sight, Rosalyn sighed helplessly.
As usual, Andrew was as cold and ruthless as ever.
After the blood test, Stella returned to the ward with the report, but she didn’t see Andrew.
She thought he was gone, so she handed the report to Rosalyn, who was lying on the bed.
“Ms. Garcia, your heart failure is very serious. Why didn’t you get hospitalized?”
Hearing Stella’s voice, Rosalyn, who had been dozing off several times, struggled to hold herself up and reached out to take the report. “Being hospitalized is just waiting for death in a different place…”
Her voice was filled with endless despair as if she was ready to die.
Stella had sent away many patients who could not be saved, and there was not much emotional fluctuation about it.
It was just that she was brought in by Mr. Evans, so Stella cared a bit more about her.
“Does Mr. Evans know?”
Rosalyn shook her head.
Seeing this, Stella understood.
“Shall I tell him?”
Hearing her question, Rosalyn was shocked.
She had thought that Stella would tell Andrew directly, but she didn’t expect that she would ask for her opinion.
“Could you not tell him?”
“Sure.”
Stella nodded and made a request. “But you have to tell me what your relationship is.”
This was the first time she had seen Andrew care so much about a woman, which made her a little curious.
“I used to be his lover’s substitute, but now… we have no relationship,” she replied indifferently.
Stella’s lips curved into a smile. “His lover? Are you talking about Emily?”
Rosalyn nodded noncommittally, and the smile on Stella’s face deepened.
She didn’t say anything else. After telling Rosalyn to have a good rest, she turned around and walked out of the ward. After Stella left, Rosalyn couldn’t hold on any longer. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.
She didn’t know how long she had slept, but the moment she opened her eyes, she saw Andrew sitting next to her.
He was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, and in the sunlight, his fair skin and beautiful features were set off.
He exuded a noble and elegant aura from head to toe. No one dared to blaspheme him or approach him.
He held a report between his slender fingers, with his long eyelashes drooping as he flipped through the report pages one by one.
There was no change in his expression when he looked at the report. It must be Stella who had made a fake report for him.
