My Second Husband novel Chapter 340

When Doctor Leon was ready to leave the room, he spoke euphemistically.

"Miss George's condition is a little tricky. You need to take better care of her. When necessary, a psychiatrist is also indispensable."

Doctor Leon was a smart person. Of course, he knew that Amos loved Eudora so much that it was unlikely that he had treated her that way.

Therefore, the wounds on her body were probably caused by someone else. That also explained why Amos was so frustrated.

Doctor Leon paused for a moment before adding.

"I'm not leaving soon. I'll be outside. Call me if you need me."

After Doctor Leon went downstairs, Harley arrived with dinner. Of course, it was charred.

Amos didn't eat. He just left it there.

He sat there and looked at Eudora.

All of a sudden, she started to pull things away desperately. It seemed that she had thought about those horrible things again.

"Get out! Get away from me!" Eudora screamed.

Amos ran over hastily and held her in his arms. However, he was afraid of touching the needle that was embedded in her arm. Even so, she still managed to find the needle. She began to grab at it randomly.

Amos covered her hands and refused to let her move. However, he didn't know how she had gained the strength to bite his arm hard.

She bit his arm so hard that it left deep teeth marks, which were similar to the one he had given her before.

Although he knew that she was not intentionally biting him, he still felt very satisfied.

He smiled at her and stroked her hair gently, saying, "Sleep. Everything will be fine when you wake up."

He didn't know whether she had heard him. However, she finally let go of him and fell asleep again.

Amos lay down on the bed again. He was still worried. Then, he went to lock the door and lay down again.

They were exhausted. Her fever had subsided when the day broke, so he removed the intravenous drip from her arm. Only then did he slowly close his eyes.

However, he couldn't seem to fall into a deep sleep. He would wake up every few minutes. This time, the person next to him had disappeared again.

Amos almost collapsed and he jumped out of bed right away.

The door had not been tampered with. It was still locked.

Amos rushed to the bathroom, but no one was there. Finally, when he came out, he saw Eudora standing on the balcony. She was still wearing a nightdress. It was white, and the hem of her dress was billowing in the wind.

Amos walked over hurriedly and said, "Eudora..."

"Don't come over," Eudora turned back and looked at him. She repeated, "Don't come over."

Amos realized that she had regained her consciousness.

It seemed that the memory from the night before came flooding back the moment she woke up. Was she trying to liberate herself?

Amos shouted abruptly, "Honey, don't do this..."

The endearing word seemed to stab Eudora's heart. She sniffed and shook her head hard at him.

"No, I'm not your wife."

"You are!" Amos said, "You are my wife. Eudora is Amos's wife."

"No!" Eudora shook her head, "I'm not. I beg you. Please don't say that..."

She couldn't bear it.

It was not because she didn't want to be his wife. In fact, she had wanted to become his bride for the longest time. Five years ago, she wanted it. Five years later, she still wanted it.

She would always dream that she was wearing a white wedding dress. Amos would take her hand and put a ring on her finger.

Juju would then come over with flowers in her hands and call her 'Mommy'.