Emily glanced across him and then turned sideways to put the bowl on the cabinet as if he was invisible. She immediately released it, lay back beneath the quilt in silence, and then closed her eyes.
Simon saw that she didn't hand it back to him, but he didn't say a word.
He thought that since the soup was digestible. Though she was full now, she might be hungry in the evening. So he put the lid on the lunchbox so that she could eat more any time later.
He pulled over the chair and sat next to the bed.
She lay on the bed without saying a word. Under the shaded light her expression was difficult to read.
Not long after breakfast, she slept for a while. After taken to the hospital, she slept for nearly three hours. How could she still feel sleepy? Hearing her uneven breathing, Simon knew that she did not fall asleep.
He leaned forward and held her hand beneath the quilt. "Emily!"
She made no reply, but Simon knew that she was listening.
He clenched his fist and put it against his thin lips. After a moment of silence, he said, "After you fell asleep, I actually..."
"Simon, you don't have to explain anything. I know. What you want to say is that you owe Miss Sam a lot." Emily interrupted him evenly with her eyes closed, but her eyelashes trembled slightly.
He owed her much more than...
His eyes betrayed his incomparable inner struggle.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he could only hold her hand tightly and put her hand against his thin lips. "Their divorce case will be settled soon. After it is done, I won't contact Addy anymore... And after the judge divorces them, she will leave for Newley City!"
"Mrs. Chin, trust me, trust your husband, okay?"
He said in an appealing tone on the final words.
Husband was a sacred word, so they hardly mentioned it.
Emily didn't reply, but her eyelashes trembled.
The ward relapsed into silence. The window opened a crack through a refreshing breeze came in, and dispersed the smell of the disinfectant.
After two minutes, Emily opened her eyes slowly and stretched out her hand to him. "Help me to the bathroom!"
Hearing this, Simon immediately stood up from the chair.
Simon put his arm around her waist and pushed the infusion support with the other hand. When he pushed open the door of the bathroom, she turned back and glared at him. "Wait outside the door. Don't come in!"
After that, she pushed the infusion support into the lady's room.
The door banged shut. Simon rubbed his nose, dejected.
The dinner was still sent by Ms. Weil, the female nurse. Being specially instructed by Simon, she bought the most enjoyable and nutritious meal in the canteen.
Emily suspected that he did it on purpose. She didn't want to let the nurse down, so she ate a lot as she did before.
In fact, all she thought was that she couldn't starve her child.
Night fell. After the matron's inspection, the lights in the ward were turned off. Dim light spilled from the windows on the corridor side. In the emergency room, they could hear the footsteps of the hospital staff from time to time.
As soon as Emily closed her eyes, she felt someone threw back the covers beside her.
She didn't need to look back. She knew it was Simon.
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