The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 1931

Roger took ten minutes for a two-minute walk.

Back in the hospital room, breathing unevenly, face covered in cold sweat.

"Are you sure you didn't pull your stitches?" Stella handed him a glass of water, worried. "Maybe we should get the doctor to take a look."

Roger looked at her with an incredibly resentful expression.

"Um... as long as you're okay." Stella awkwardly looked away, tucked him in, and said softly, "Take your meds and rest for a bit."

"Laugh if you want to," Roger said, clearly sensing she was holding it in. He frowned slightly, sounding helpless.

"I'm not." Stella shook her head, wanting to deny it to save him some face.

But when she looked up, she saw Roger gingerly rubbing his lower back.

The gesture reminded her of the scene in the hallway.

Stella couldn't hold it back anymore and burst out laughing.

Roger stopped what he was doing, his dark eyes locking onto hers, his gaze deep as a whirlpool, as if trying to pull her in.

Realizing she was being rude, Stella immediately stopped laughing and stood up. "I'm going to step out for a minute."

"Where are you going?" Roger frowned, instinctively grabbing her wrist, his gaze affectionate. "Are you coming back?"

Stella turned her head, looking at his face, paused, and answered softly, "Yeah."

Satisfied, Roger let go of her hand, his voice gentle. "Come back when you're done laughing."

Stella pushed his hand away and quickly ran off. She was afraid if she stayed any longer, she'd laugh right in his face.

After Stella left, Roger called Charlotte.

"How is it?" Charlotte's lazy voice came through the phone.

"I'm fine," Roger replied, his tone relaxed. "I'm being discharged tomorrow, and we'll head straight back to Cabinda. You're pregnant, don't overwork yourself."

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