Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 311

Everleigh listened to her words and felt very ironic. She knew about it but there were only a few people who could do it.

"Even though a miracle might happen at a later time, it will still definitely happen. Everleigh, you have to restrain the sadness in your heart. What's more, the situation now is not very bad either. At least, your hand is still there." As Cecil held Everleigh's other hand, she could feel her sadness.

She experienced that feeling before as well, but it had all become a thing of the past.

"Cecil, I also want to, but I feel ridiculous when I see my hand now." Everleigh's bitter voice slowly sounded.

Cecil held her with both hands and encouraged her, "Believe me, you still have hope. I have asked a few foreign friends before I came. They all said that there's still hope for recovery if the bone's growth hasn't matured yet."

Tears streamed down Everleigh's face, but she said nothing.

At night, she sat alone on the bed. The moonlight shone through the window, surrounding her in a bleak atmosphere. She tilted her head and looked at the flowers in the vase. The flowers were quite in line with her current mood.

They looked beautiful, but they looked rather bleak and sad under the moonlight. It was more like they were covered with a layer of frost.

Her mind quietened down.

Everleigh got out of bed and opened the door of the ward. She felt that the corridor of the hospital at night was very desolate.

She remembered that the first time she entered the hospital, the corridor was crowded with people and it was very lively.

Everleigh walked forward step by step. She looked at every ward she passed through; they were all wards that she was familiar with.

The first thing she had to do when she reached there every morning was to patrol the wards.

Everleigh recalled her feelings during that time. The higher her expectations for the future was, the greater the sense of loss she felt now.

She continued to walk forward. Out of her expectations, she heard voices coming from the ward in front. She felt a little suspicious. Who would still talk with each other at that point of time?

As she slowly walked over, the voices coming from the ward by the stairwell became clearer.

"You don't need to come over when it's already so late."

"I'm worried about you. I know you can't sleep well and eat well since you're hospitalized."

"How do you know that? Do you know how comfortable I am staying here every day?"

"Alright. Since you feel so comfortable, why don't you eat more?"

Everleigh walked over and saw two people eating in the ward. There was a man in his work attire that had a lot of dust, while the woman looked haggard because of her illness.

However, the bliss on their faces could not be covered up.

"Eat more."

"Have you eaten anything yourself?" The woman asked halfway through her meal. Her eyes were filled with affection and concern. That man would always bring her food to eat without eating something. He was worried that she wouldn't feel full.

"I've already eaten. Don't worry. I'm going to work tomorrow, so I might visit at a later time," the man said as he fed her the food.

Everleigh, who was standing by the door and watching the scene, suddenly felt a little envious.

What a nice thing it was to have such simple love. Actually, a couple didn't need to be rich as long as the two of them truly loved each other.

She withdrew her eyes and continued to walk forward. Then, she heard someone talking again.

"Did the doctor say when you will be able to be discharged?"

"I only need to stay here for two more days. Dr. Meyer said that my legs will not recover, so I can only live on as a cripple." An old voice slowly sounded from the ward.

Everleigh stopped unconsciously.

"Then why are you so happy?" The other person asked.

The old voice sounded again. "Of course I am happy. You didn't know that I was actually hit by a car. Even though I'm quite old, I still have a child to raise, so I'm not scared of being a cripple. What's scary is if I die, what would my wife and child do? Right now, I don't live for my own sake. I have to live for my family too."

When Everleigh heard that, she felt that her heart was touched by something and there was a tinge of sadness in the pain.

It was a feeling she could not describe.

"You are quite optimistic, huh? But what you said is not wrong. People sometimes really don't live only for themselves, but for their families too."

"Yes, you're right. Let me tell you, my son is a very clever kid. He would always place first in his exams..."

She stood at the door and listened to them talking and the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

She did not intend to continue walking forward. She turned around and went back to have a good rest.

She was much luckier than that old man. At least she still had her father to back her up and friends to help her.

Her children were also very sensible, too. She felt that there was nothing worth to be sad about anymore.

Yes, her hand couldn't move anymore, but at least she could still treat patients.

Cecil was right. A miracle might happen at a later time, but it would definitely happen. She wondered if she should look forward to that miracle in her heart.

Everleigh slept very well that night. Perhaps it was because she hadn't slept for too long or the fact that her heart felt much better than before, but she fell asleep very quickly.

When Christopher visited and saw that she looked much better, his hanging heart heaved a sigh of relief.

"Why don't you sleep for a while more?" He asked.

"I can't sleep. Where are Alastair and Adrienne?" She asked as she couldn't see anyone behind him.

"They went to school. Your father was the one who urged them to go. After all, children should prioritize their studies more. If you miss them, I'll pick them up and bring them here after they finish school tonight." Christopher wanted her to follow her heart.

Everleigh didn't say anything but looked at the sky outside. That day's weather was very good. She wanted to go to the garden and look around.

"You..." Before Christopher could finish his sentence, he heard someone knocking on the door. He turned around to open the door and saw Moses walking in with flowers and food in his arms.

Seeing him standing at the door, Moses was also stunned, but he didn't say anything.

He went straight in.

"Miss Trevino, your breakfast."

Everleigh did not speak. She looked at Christopher.

He frowned and asked unhappily, "Why did Theodore send you here?"

"Mr. Godfrey asked me to bring breakfast for Miss Trevino. These were all specially prepared by a nutritionist."

"Thank you," Everleigh said.

"Miss Trevino, please enjoy your meal." Moses showed a standard business smile that no one could find anything wrong with.

After he left, Christopher asked, "Was the food I ate last time sent by him too?"

"Yeah, you looked like you enjoyed it a lot too," she answered.

He said with a disgusted face, "If you've told me sooner, I would definitely go and get my stomach pumped."

She ignored him. Her stomach growled as she smelt the aroma of the food.

She hadn't eaten properly in the past few days, so it was only natural that she felt hungry.

Christopher wasn't an unreasonable person. With Everleigh's current situation, not to mention that what Theodore sent was delicious food. Even if he sent over some trash, he wouldn't stop her as long as she liked it.

As long as she was happy.

She ate a lot. Soon after, Stainley also brought some of her favorite food for her. He went to work with Christopher after asking her a few questions and putting down the food.

She had nothing to do alone. Therefore, she went to the garden and basked in the sunlight, which made her feel comfortable.

"You didn't put on any sunscreen, right? Aren't you afraid of getting tanned?" Cecil's voice sounded from the left side. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Everleigh turned her head towards the direction of the voice.