Chapter 161
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This restless woman won't rest. Her sleep was light, as long as he moved a little, she would wake up and ask, "Need anything."
Just before dawn, he was in pain. When he glanced at Ira, she was sleeping. Hence he didn't make a sound. He bit his lip, kept his breath steady, and resisted it.
Soon the pain vanished as he stared at his pregnant wife. He looked at her long enough to engrave her face in his mind.
Pure and harmless with one of the hand on her lower abdomen silently providing them warmth.
Not long after, Ira got up.
"Sleep. It's so early." Vivan mumbled when he heard some noise in the ward.
"It's bright already." With that, Ira pulled the blinds all of the sudden and fierce sunshine climbed the windows forcing him awake.
When she saw him shield his eyes, she pulled them back playfully, blocking the light.
"It's 6'o'clock."
'What would you like to eat? I'll make it. for you" Ira had a cheerful smile. Should he be hungry?
To check his temperature, she came forward and touched his forehead.
"Don't go." he placed his palm it.
"You sleep; I'll come back soon."
"Oh, obedient! Didn't you say you want to eat the dishes I prepare? I'll bring you breakfast." A warm hand brushed his hair.
He hasn't eaten the food she made for many days. Although she prepared a nice meal on Valentine's day, all of it got devoured by the dustbin.
His heart was excited, "Something sweet." and delicious.
His mouth was dripping saliva by the thought of the apple muffin.
"Okay, I'll bring some vegetables and soup." And she destroyed his fantasy.
Eat well and rest well. For a patient, his food is essential.
"Good boy!" She patted his head. He looked like a puppy his master leaves him home alone.
"I am not a pet. "His tone filled with irritation. With that, he pulled her hand and turned to the opposite side.
"Viv. Let go." Ira's voice got extra chirpy while she pleaded.
She leaned to pull the twisted hand back. Just as he turned, their lips collided.
With the other hand, he reached out and held her face in place.
His lips covered hers, exploring her mouth; he savored every bit of it. If one could listen carefully, they could hear two powerful heartbeats in the silent ward. One's rate and rhythm matched another.
The world seems; still, nothing else mattered. Even though both had only recently learned to express their feelings, their hearts were long united.
It lasted for what seemed an eternity. He let her go only when she got out of breath.
"Sweet." After he stole the kiss, he smiled. This dessert was better than the ones she makes.
Her heart was pumping violently; he had so much influence on her.
"We are in a hospital," She snapped out of the daze. Her tone was fierce, but her red ears revealed her panic.
What if someone entered when they were kissing?
A doctor!
The nurse!
Then she would have to find a hole to bury herself.
"I'm still hungry." His hands brushed her face.
"Don't make trouble. Let me go." Her hand still in his clutches.
"Cough.."
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This restless woman won't rest. Her sleep was light, as long as he moved a little, she would wake up and ask, "Need anything."
Just before dawn, he was in pain. When he glanced at Ira, she was sleeping. Hence he didn't make a sound. He bit his lip, kept his breath steady, and resisted it.
Soon the pain vanished as he stared at his pregnant wife. He looked at her long enough to engrave her face in his mind.
Pure and harmless with one of the hand on her lower abdomen silently providing them warmth.
Not long after, Ira got up.
"Sleep. It's so early." Vivan mumbled when he heard some noise in the ward.
"It's bright already." With that, Ira pulled the blinds all of the sudden and fierce sunshine climbed the windows forcing him awake.
When she saw him shield his eyes, she pulled them back playfully, blocking the light.
"It's 6'o'clock."
'What would you like to eat? I'll make it. for you" Ira had a cheerful smile. Should he be hungry?
To check his temperature, she came forward and touched his forehead.
"Don't go." he placed his palm it.
"You sleep; I'll come back soon."
"Oh, obedient! Didn't you say you want to eat the dishes I prepare? I'll bring you breakfast." A warm hand brushed his hair.
He hasn't eaten the food she made for many days. Although she prepared a nice meal on Valentine's day, all of it got devoured by the dustbin.
His heart was excited, "Something sweet." and delicious.
His mouth was dripping saliva by the thought of the apple muffin.
"Okay, I'll bring some vegetables and soup." And she destroyed his fantasy.
Eat well and rest well. For a patient, his food is essential.
"Good boy!" She patted his head. He looked like a puppy his master leaves him home alone.
"I am not a pet. "His tone filled with irritation. With that, he pulled her hand and turned to the opposite side.
"Viv. Let go." Ira's voice got extra chirpy while she pleaded.
She leaned to pull the twisted hand back. Just as he turned, their lips collided.
With the other hand, he reached out and held her face in place.
His lips covered hers, exploring her mouth; he savored every bit of it. If one could listen carefully, they could hear two powerful heartbeats in the silent ward. One's rate and rhythm matched another.
The world seems; still, nothing else mattered. Even though both had only recently learned to express their feelings, their hearts were long united.
It lasted for what seemed an eternity. He let her go only when she got out of breath.
"Sweet." After he stole the kiss, he smiled. This dessert was better than the ones she makes.
Her heart was pumping violently; he had so much influence on her.
"We are in a hospital," She snapped out of the daze. Her tone was fierce, but her red ears revealed her panic.
What if someone entered when they were kissing?
A doctor!
The nurse!
Then she would have to find a hole to bury herself.
"I'm still hungry." His hands brushed her face.
"Don't make trouble. Let me go." Her hand still in his clutches.
"Cough.."
This restless woman won't rest. Her sleep was light, as long as he moved a little, she would wake up and ask, "Need anything."Just before dawn, he was in pain. When he glanced at Ira, she was sleeping. Hence he didn't make a sound. He bit his lip, kept his breath steady, and resisted it.Soon the pain vanished as he stared at his pregnant wife. He looked at her long enough to engrave her face in his mind.Pure and harmless with one of the hand on her lower abdomen silently providing them warmth.Not long after, Ira got up. "Sleep. It's so early." Vivan mumbled when he heard some noise in the ward. "It's bright already." With that, Ira pulled the blinds all of the sudden and fierce sunshine climbed the windows forcing him awake.When she saw him shield his eyes, she pulled them back playfully, blocking the light. "It's 6'o'clock."'What would you like to eat? I'll make it. for you" Ira had a cheerful smile. Should he be hungry? To check his temperature, she came forward and touched his forehead. "Don't go." he placed his palm it. "You sleep; I'll come back soon." "Oh, obedient! Didn't you say you want to eat the dishes I prepare? I'll bring you breakfast." A warm hand brushed his hair. He hasn't eaten the food she made for many days. Although she prepared a nice meal on Valentine's day, all of it got devoured by the dustbin. His heart was excited, "Something sweet." and delicious.His mouth was dripping saliva by the thought of the apple muffin."Okay, I'll bring some vegetables and soup." And she destroyed his fantasy. Eat well and rest well. For a patient, his food is essential. "Good boy!" She patted his head. He looked like a puppy his master leaves him home alone."I am not a pet. "His tone filled with irritation. With that, he pulled her hand and turned to the opposite side. "Viv. Let go." Ira's voice got extra chirpy while she pleaded. She leaned to pull the twisted hand back. Just as he turned, their lips collided. With the other hand, he reached out and held her face in place. His lips covered hers, exploring her mouth; he savored every bit of it. If one could listen carefully, they could hear two powerful heartbeats in the silent ward. One's rate and rhythm matched another.The world seems; still, nothing else mattered. Even though both had only recently learned to express their feelings, their hearts were long united.It lasted for what seemed an eternity. He let her go only when she got out of breath."Sweet." After he stole the kiss, he smiled. This dessert was better than the ones she makes.Her heart was pumping violently; he had so much influence on her. "We are in a hospital," She snapped out of the daze. Her tone was fierce, but her red ears revealed her panic. What if someone entered when they were kissing?A doctor!The nurse!Then she would have to find a hole to bury herself."I'm still hungry." His hands brushed her face. "Don't make trouble. Let me go." Her hand still in his clutches. "Cough.."
