Shannon opened her eyes and flashed a radiant smile at Lucas. Her face was devoid of color.Three more hours passed before Josie's surgery concluded.When she was wheeled out by the nurse, she was still lying unconscious with bandages on her head.As they returned to the ward, Shannon clung to Lucas, who didn't push her away but supported her with one hand.The nurse and an aide moved Josie onto the bed.Josie slept peacefully.After that, Lucas instructed his assistant to take Shannon home.Shannon suddenly hugged Lucas. As she rested her face on his chest, she softly said, "Luke, text me when Josie wakes up.""Okay, go back now." He subtly pushed Shannon away.With red-rimmed eyes, Shannon nodded and left with Lucas' assistant.Lucas sat by the bed, not mentioning Chelsey's refusal to donate blood for his mother. Chelsey didn't offer any explanations either.The ward was quiet, filled only with the sound of their breathing.It was late into the night, but Josie still hadn
In the end, Chelsey didn't say anything.As she was in a good mood, Josie recovered quickly. She talked to the baby in Chelsey's belly every day.She even mentioned that she wanted to accompany Chelsey to future prenatal check-ups to listen to the baby's heartbeat.Seeing Josie so happy, Chelsey felt uneasy.She found an excuse to go for a walk. Constantly facing Josie made her feel too guilty. She was afraid of accidentally revealing the truth.At this moment, Lucas was making a call in the corridor.Chelsey waited until he was done before approaching. "Mom's health is getting better. I think you should tell her that it was Shannon who donated the blood. Maybe she'll agree to you being with Shannon."In her eyes, Josie was the biggest obstacle to Lucas and Shannon being together.Now that Shannon had made such a huge sacrifice, it was time to fulfill her wish.These days, whenever Lucas had free time, he would go be with Shannon. Even when they couldn't meet, they were consta
Lucas suddenly shouted, "Get out of the car!""What?" Chelsey didn't know what he was planning but obediently got out of the car. She then joined the crowd and retreated to a safe place.She kept her eyes on Lucas as he revved the engine. He drove his Rolls-Royce Cullinan straight toward the white car that was recklessly crashing into people, effectively blocking its path.The white car, like a mad beast, continued to ram into Lucas' vehicle.Loud and thunderous crashes echoed, causing concern among everyone.Chelsey's heart clenched, silently praying for Lucas' safety.The white car briefly reversed but then quickly accelerated, attempting to ram into pedestrians once again.Lucas drove forward without hesitation and once again blocked the white car.A deafening sound echoed.The impact deformed the door of the Rolls-Royce Cullinan.The onlookers gasped at the sight.Regardless of which direction the white car wanted to break through, Lucas would rush to block it.The re
Chelsey hadn't expected Lucas to have the mind of a love-struck teenager. He was already severely injured, but he still wondered if she loved him or not.Was that important? Wasn't staying alive more important?Ignoring his question, Chelsey asked, "Do you feel pain anywhere?""My whole body hurts." Lucas was aware that he probably had multiple fractures.His car was severely deformed. His legs were trapped and likely bleeding, so he couldn't move.Upon hearing Lucas' answer, Chelsey couldn't help but scream, "Now you feel pain! Why did you have to play the hero? Aren't you afraid that you'll … you'll …"Chelsey couldn't finish her sentence. Covering her face, she cried with all her might.When she saw the white car accelerating toward Lucas over and over again, her heart almost stopped.Fearless to begin with, Lucas started to feel scared as he watched Chelsey cry so intensely. He was afraid that if he died, she would be left devastated.Lucas struggled to force a smile, at
The paramedics on-site quickly attended to Lucas, wrapping his wounds with bandages and administering a strong heart stimulant.As Lucas was being carried out, the onlookers erupted in enthusiastic applause, cheering and praying for his well-being.An elderly woman, who had been watching nearby, patted Chelsey on the back and said, "Miss, your husband is so brave. You've chosen the right man."Chelsey would rather Lucas not be so brave.Did he forget that he had already retired from the military? He was such a fool.Chelsey followed the ambulance to the hospital.Lucas was wrapped tightly in bandages, lying there motionless. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, Chelsey would have thought he was ...She held on to his hand. Her clothes were stained with blood as well.His hand used to be warm, but now she felt like she was holding a block of ice.At this moment, Chelsey had no tears left.She watched as Lucas was wheeled into the operating room. After that,
Chelsey was pretty adept at caring for Lucas. After all, she'd done it for three years. She stuck a straw into the glass and held it close to Lucas' mouth so he could drink.His throat felt much better after sipping some water; he could speak smoothly now. But the words he uttered made Chelsey want to splutter. "Do you really love me?"Chelsey buried her face in her palms. Had the accident turned him into a hopeless romantic instead of killing him? He'd never cared for these things in the past.She looked at him helplessly. "Why do you keep asking such silly questions?""Because I want to know the answer. I have to stay alive, even if it's just for your sake!" Lucas held Chelsey's hand and looked deep into her eyes.His hand was bandaged in layers of gauze. The way he looked at the moment made Chelsey's eyes turn red. She felt a burning sensation in her throat—the tears threatening to spill. She sniffled and tried to keep her voice calm as she said, "Don't be so silly next t
In the past, Lucas never would've said such things. He used to have a bad temper and was always so cold to everyone. Now, however, he was a changed man. Chelsey wasn't quite yet used to it.He sighed and said, "My brain is fine. But since I've had a near-death experience, I want to treat you well. I was wrong for everything that happened in the past.""Are you sure this is considered treating me well?" Chelsey looked bemused. Lucas seemed to have the wrong idea about what it meant to "treat her well".He gave her an innocent look. "But of course. What else could it be?"Damn it, he was such a diva."Alright, that's enough!" Chelsey begged. "Please, save me from this torture!"Lucas suddenly looked downtrodden. He said wanly, "Okay. I won't say anything else.""Good." Chelsey finally had some peace and quiet. She still preferred the old Lucas, the one who was cold and didn't speak much. She couldn't really handle the new Lucas, who flirted with her at every opportunity.Chel
Chelsey had cared for Lucas for three whole years without him ever complimenting her. He even thought she'd only done what she was supposed to since she'd taken money from them. Now, though, he was starting to sing her praises.Once again, she couldn't help thinking of him as a changed man. She felt bittersweet as she said, "I'm not a god or anything. I can't make you recover with a few simple massages. It's the doctors' treatments that worked out. I only helped a little.""No, I think your massages were the key." Lucas transformed into the ultimate clingy husband; he refused to let go of her hand.As a creative type, Chelsey's hands were smooth and supple. Her fingers were slender and so delicate that they seemed to have been carved from the finest marble. Yet these hands had cared for him for three years.Lucas' heart twisted painfully as he looked at them. His thumb, the only finger free from the gauze, tenderly grazed against the back of Chelsey's hand. It felt even smoothe