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
There were all sorts of supplements and snacks piled outside the room.Timothy walked into the hospital room and placed the food he'd brought on the coffee table. When he saw how Lucas lay in bed like a mummy, he couldn't help laughing. "My, is this really the almighty scion of the Yates family? Are you sure it's not a recently unearthed mummy?"Lucas glared at him. It was too bad he couldn't move at the moment. Otherwise, he would've given Timothy a punch. The latter had to have come to stir up trouble.Chelsey suppressed her laughter and said, "I think he looks like a mummy, too. I just didn't have the nerve to say anything."She was afraid it would hurt Lucas' ego. When Timothy saw how haggard she looked, his heart ached. He asked gently, "You didn't get enough sleep last night, huh?""Yeah, I couldn't fall asleep." She rubbed her eyes, trying to wake herself up. She smiled at Timothy, but her eyes were still full of fatigue.Lucas wasn't too pleased to see Chelsey smile at
In the past, Chelsey wouldn't even have dared to dream about Lucas cooking for her. He was a bit of a male chauvinist; he didn't think men belonged in the kitchen. In his mind, men should either be suited up in boardrooms or donning military garb and charging on the battlefield.Aprons weren't meant for men. But when Lucas saw how happy Chelsey looked eating Timothy's cooking, he found himself wanting to cook for her. He supposed it wouldn't be too bad for him to put an apron on every now and then.Besides, he was a lot more considerate now. He could fill Chelsey's plate with food, too.Chelsey couldn't help giggling when she saw Lucas getting jealous. "Sure, I'll wait for you to cook for me when you've recovered. Don't let me down, alright?""I won't!" he said, looking serious.Timothy's expression hardened at what a suck-up Lucas was now being when he used to be such a bully toward Chelsey. He said to Chelsey, "You said you wanted to go to Vegviser Mountain with me, right?
Timothy hadn't ever won a battle in his war against Lucas. Things had been like this three years ago; there was no change now.Lucas was swathed in bandages again after getting his wounds restitched. He looked even more like a mummy than before. Chelsey was both exasperated and amused by this. "Stay still from now on."Lucas' brows were tightly furrowed. "I was worried you would really leave with Timothy.""I wouldn't have; Tim was just poking fun at you." She knew Timothy well enough to understand that he was only standing up for her. He didn't think she should forgive Lucas so easily. "Focus on making a full recovery. I won't go anywhere.""Thanks, babe." Lucas felt much more at ease with her promise.Chelsey sat by the bed and held his hand. She felt rather proud as she said, "So many people were waiting outside to see you, you know. I didn't know any of them; they just thought you were brave after watching the videos of the incident."They thought you were amazing for p
Chelsey could tell it was Shannon's voice. She straightened up with a slight frown as she said, "Shannon's here.""Yeah." Lucas didn't want to see Shannon, but she'd already barged into the room.When she saw Lucas lying in bed, swathed in bandages, tears streamed down her face. "Luke, how did you injure yourself so badly? How do you expect me to live if anything were to happen to you?"She threw herself at Lucas as her wails reverberated around the room.Chelsey stood to one side and watched her coldly. After bawling her eyes out for a while, Shannon wiped her tears elegantly and said to Chelsey, "Thanks for taking care of Luke. Now that I'm here, you can go. After all, you two are divorced, and I'm his girlfriend. I'll take over from here."Shannon's appearance suddenly reminded Chelsey that she and Lucas were already divorced.Lucas looked at Shannon and said calmly, "The urine bag should be full by now. You should go empty it."He couldn't get out of bed, so he had to