Ex-husband’s Regret

"Not really..."

Frank paused for a few seconds before continuing, "Your palms have been sweating. Just now, you grabbed my hand tightly, so I knew you were overthinking things." "Charlotte, don't punish yourself for someone else's mistakes."

I opened my mouth, wanting him to stop talking.

But before I could say a word, he closed his eyes again.

Even in such poor health, he was trying to comfort me. What reason did I have to keep myself trapped in a self-made prison?

Jane and Zachary returned with food.

After I ate, Jane insisted I rest while she kept watch.

I asked her to wait a moment and went to talk to Dr. Travis and Prof. Kilburn. "You two should go to sleep, I'll call for you if anything happens."

Prof. Kilburn was fine, but Dr. Travis really shouldn't stay up all night.

Thinking it wasn't useful to have so many people here for now, I decided to rest.

I turned to Alan and said, "Can you set up another bed? I'll sleep here."

The VIP ward's bed was quite large, but with Frank's severe injuries, I wanted to give him enough space.

Alan went to arrange it.

I told Jane, "You should go rest in the other room."

Jane disagreed, "You shouldn't tire yourself out. I'll keep an eye on him, and if there's an emergency, I can call for help."

"I can sleep here and keep an eye on him."

"You've been busy all day, you need to rest."

"Go on."

Jane seemed like she wanted to say more, but I had to push her out.

"If anything happens, call me right away. Don't try to handle it yourself."

"Okay.

Zachary followed her out.

Alan and the others finished setting up the bed. "Mrs. Smith, I'm right next door. If anything happens, call me. Don't try to handle it yourself. Dr. Travis said you need to rest."

I nodded. "I won't joke around with the baby, I know what I'm doing."

After Alan left, the ward fell silent.

I noticed Frank's dry lips and used a cotton swab dipped in water to moisten them.

I wasn't feeling sleepy, so I sat at the bedside.

I changed his fever patch and monitored his temperature.

He occasionally woke up, looked at me for a few seconds, then drifted back to sleep.

I thought he was stable and was about to lie down when the monitoring device suddenly emitted a shrill alarm.

I quickly rushed to the door and called for Alan.

Alan immediately went to find Dr. Travis and Prof. Kilburn.

Jane heard the commotion and came out. The first thing she said was, "Don't panic. Take a deep breath, he'll be fine. He has always been in good health."

Some emotions couldn't be controlled just by willpower.

I felt a wave of heat wash over me and hurried to the restroom.

"Jane!"

"I'm here, I'm here." Jane followed me to the door.

"Call Dr. Travis."

"Okay, okay."

I heard her shout for Dr. Travis, "Charlotte is having a situation."

Prof. Kilburn was the first to get Frank into the emergency room.

Dr. Travis came over to check on me.

I pursed my lips. "I'm bleeding."

Dr. Travis handed Jane some medicine. "Give this to her, don't let her move around."

After saying that, he hurried away.

Jane opened the restroom door, entered, and handed me the medicine and water.

I drank it and took

"Don't move."

moment to gather myself before trying to get up.

Jane turned and pushed a wheelchair into the room.

There was a cushion on it.

"I know you're worried about Frank. I'll push you over, if anything happens, just tell me. Don't go walking around by yourself."

I realized my condition wasn't great. "Thank you."C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

"Don't mention it, we're friends."

I sat in the wheelchair, and Jane pushed me out, covering me with a blanket.