In addition to dumplings, Adam also made ribs and beef. He wanted Anthea to eat more because she lost weight.
Not wanting to let Adam down, Anthea ate as much as she could.
She ate up a plate of golden and crispy fried dumplings. If it weren't for the fear that she would vomit for cramming her stomach, she wanted to eat up the two plates of meat as well.
At night, they lay on the bed together.
Seeing that Anthea was in a poor spirit, Adam wanted to bathe her, but she refused. He did not make things difficult for her. After taking a shower, he went to bed and carefully hugged her against his chest.
Anthea soon fell asleep.
In the past two days in the hospital, Anthea had not slept with her eyes open until dawn except the night she was given a tranquilizer.
Adam's arms were the safest place for Anthea. Breathing in Adam's masculine scent, Anthea fell asleep.
However, it didn't take long for her to struggle in her
nightmare.
Tears welled up in the corner of Anthea's eyes. She clutched in the air and mumbled, "Grandpa, grandpa..."
Adam was awakened. Hugging Anthea, he woke her, "Anthea, you are having a nightmare."
Anthea seemed to have not woken up from her nightmare. Trembling, she looked out of the window in the dark.
Adam stroked her back again and again. Feeling his warmth from his palm, Anthea started to come back to her senses. She said with her voice filled with fear, "I dreamed of my grandpa. He was in a pool of blood..."
Adam comforted her, "Anthea, accidents are something that we can't avoid."
Anthea mumbled, "Yes, they can be avoided."
"It could have been avoided..."
Anthea buried her head in Adam's chest. His chest was sturdy, and his breath was next to her ear. However, Anthea felt extreme grief.
She closed her mouth tightly, fearing that she would burst into tears uncontrollably.
Adam comforted, "Don't be afraid. I'm with you."
Anthea closed her eyes again.
Worried that she would have a nightmare again, Adam did not sleep again and stayed by her side all night.
It was not until seven o'clock in the morning that he fell asleep.
Anthea opened her eyes and stared at him affectionately.
Although Anthea still had nightmares, she felt it was good enough to sleep in his arms.
Anthea raised her hand to touch Adam's face, his short black hair, and his fingers, with love and attachment.
Some things were like water.
No matter how tight you grasp it, it flows away.
No matter how reluctant it was.
Adam woke up and grabbed her hand to kiss it. Through Anthea, Adam looked at the small alarm clock on the bedside table and said, "There's only half an hour left. Anthea, I'm leaving soon."
Anthea raised her face and kissed him.
Adam lifted her cheek and the back of her head to kiss her harder.
Having not been intimate for a long time, both of them were passionate.
At some point, Adam had propped himself up on top of her, with his eyes turned dim. He kissed Anthea so passionately that her pale lips finally turned bright.
Anthea's long hair was scattered on the pillow. Although she looked weak, she was charming.
Adam looked away and lay down again. As his chest heaved frequently, he was trying to suppress his urge.
A casual and ordinary kiss from Anthea was a fatal temptation to him. However, Master Hsu had just passed away, and she was devastated by her grief. Now it was not the right time for them to have sex. He would wait until next time.
He needed a cold bath.
Anthea suddenly took a deep breath as if she was in pain.
Adam asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing!" Anthea shook her head, resisted the urge to raise her hand to touch her lower abdomen, and said, "My toes seemed to have a cramp. It's all right!"
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