The Officer's Runaway Wife and Secret Son novel Chapter 588

"You have no idea. Simon almost got into a screaming match with a client at the company today. Alex had to physically drag him away. If you ask me, he just hasn't had the chance to annoy you for a few days, so he's taking it out on everyone else."

"The weather is absolutely gorgeous today. I saw a huge patch of peonies blooming downstairs on my way up. They're stunning. When you get out, I'm going to wheel you down to see them."

Her tone was light, her eyes sparkling. Rhys listened in silence to the mundane details, his gaze locked onto her, tracking her every move.

The corners of his eyes would crinkle when she mentioned Felix, and his fingers would weakly stroke her palm when she talked about the weather.

All the agony and torment were washed away during those precious, fleeting twenty minutes of profound comfort.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, Clara instantly noticed that the endotracheal tube had vanished from his mouth, replaced by a nasal cannula.

She froze.

The tube was gone. Did that mean he was recovering?

After days of sheer physical toll, Rhys was so emaciated his cheekbones jutted out sharply. But without that horrifying tube shoved down his throat, he finally carried the undeniable spark of a living, breathing man.

"Cla..."

After days of silence, and with his vocal cords damaged by the intubation, his voice was painfully raspy and weak. He managed barely one syllable before breaking into a coughing fit.

A dull ache seized Clara's chest as she stepped back half a yard from the bed.

"Don't speak. Just listen to me," she coaxed, adjusting her mindset as her eyes crinkled into a smile. "Breathing feels a lot easier today, doesn't it? Dr. Black praised you to the skies this morning. He said you're recovering beautifully, and your vitals are steadier than he ever anticipated."

Rhys managed a strenuous nod.

"Here, let me show you something amazing."

Clara playfully pulled a piece of paper from behind her back, holding it up half a yard away directly in his line of sight.

It was an Ultrasound Scan she had gotten that morning.

Rhys strained his eyes, forcing his vision to focus on the scan.

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