Deep Love Hidden From Him novel Chapter 209

The lights in the bedroom were dim, even dimmer than the lights in the living room. Theodore seemed to have fallen asleep.

Everleigh hesitated for a while, then carefully cracked the door open and went in.

Under the light apricot blanket, Theodore slept peacefully. His usually stern face had a rare hint of relaxation as he slept. The light bulb on top of the bed was dimly shining on his face, making him look much more gentle than he usually did in the daytime.

He seemed to be in a deep slumber. Everleigh sat down on the carpet beside the bed carefully, making her at the same eye level as the man on the bed. She took advantage of this rare opportunity to observe the man in front of her carefully.

At first, Everleigh only dared to look at him from a distance because she was afraid of waking him up. However, when she saw he had not woken up yet, she braced herself to get closer to him. Finally, she leaned against the bed with her chin on the bedside, and looked at him closely.

After staring at him for a long time, she couldn't help but think of those days when they were together. Time could wash everything off on the premise that you could never see the person in your memory again. She used to think that she could let go of the past and forget the memories, but the moment she saw him again, her memory seemed to be out of control and everything was released.

Every meeting was a process of rebuilding one's memories.

Everleigh noticed that when Theodore was asleep, his brows were still furrowed slightly.

Seven years ago, he was not like this. Although he had always been a cold person, he always smiled when he was with her, unlike now, where he always frowned.

She couldn't help but reach out and touch his eyebrows carefully, as if she could soothe all the hardships in the past seven years if she smoothed out his eyebrows.

Theodore moved, causing Everleigh's hands to tremble. Luckily, he hadn't woken up yet. After the false alarm, she carefully turned off the lamp at the head of the bed, went out and closed the door.

After she left, Theodore opened his eyes in the dark room. His eyes were calm and clear, without any trace of drowsiness. He leaned against the pillow and stared in the direction of the bedroom door for a long time. Then, he raised his arm and touched his forehead.

The next morning, it was already six in the morning when Everleigh woke up.

She slept on the sofa the whole night and felt her back ache. When she got up, she saw a blanket covering her body and touched the back of her head in confusion.

She didn't seem to have covered herself with a blanket the night before.

Touching the soft blanket, Everleigh suddenly thought of something and subconsciously looked in the direction of the bedroom. The bedroom door was tightly shut. At this time, Theodore most likely wasn't awake yet.

As she was thinking, a knock on the door came from outside.

Everleigh went to open the door hurriedly. It was the medical staff members who had come to do their morning rounds.

"You're here for your rounds, right?"

"Yes." The middle-aged doctor was wearing a white coat. He put his hands in his pockets and asked with a smile, "Is the patient awake?"

"He has..."

Before the word "not" came out of her mouth, a cold voice could be heard from the bedroom, "Come in."

Everleigh was stunned for a moment and subconsciously turned to look in that direction.

The doctor politely nodded to her and went into the room.

Everleigh closed the door and followed the doctor and nurse. When she was hesitating about whether or not to go in, she glanced at the coffee table in the living room. The thermos on the table, which contained the fish soup, was no longer in the bag.

She was stunned for a moment, then immediately walked over and opened the thermos to have a look.

It's gone?

Looking at the empty thermos, Everleigh turned to look into the bedroom in astonishment.

The bedroom door opened. The doctor and nurse were doing a routine checkup for Theodore. From her angle, she could see him leaning against the edge of the bed. He happened to raise his head and looked at her as well. The moment their eyes met, Everleigh's heart skipped a beat. She tensed subconsciously, afraid that he would frown and ask her why she was there.

But he didn't.

He just glanced at her lightly, as if he had known that she was there. He turned over again, cooperated with the doctor's inquiry, and nodded occasionally.

Everleigh withdrew her gaze and looked at the empty flask in her hand. Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The night before, he woke up, drank the fish soup and even...