I gently sighed and did not say anything else.
Theo was about to get up from the bed, which startled me, so I hurriedly shouted, "Don’t move around!”
He froze. "I'm going to the bathroom."
"I'll help you." I lifted the covers and bent down to take out a pair of slippers from the cabinet.
After helping him into the bathroom, I reached out to help him take off his pants, but he stopped me. "I can d o it myself."
I raised my eyebrows. "Are you sure?"
Theo nodded firmly. "I'm sure.”
"Okay, then." I let go of his hands. "Call me if you need any help.”
"Okay."
When I walked out of the bathroom, I shook my head and laughed. "He's actually shy?"
How rare!
When Theo came out of the bathroom, I helped him to the bed.
I told him to sleep, but he refused to close his eyes and kept moving around on the bed with his brows tightly
furrowed. I thought about it and finally knew what was making him uncomfortable.
He was covered in the smell of medicine, and perhaps he was sweating, so his body felt sticky. This was torment for a clean freak like him.
I helplessly smiled and went to the bathroom to soak a clean towel.
After coming out of the bathroom, I began to unbutton his hospital gown.
He froze before teasing, "Are you going to torture me when I'm already in this state?"
"What are you thinking about?" I glared at him. "I'm wiping your body."
"No need for that." He refused very quickly.
I raised my brows. "You feel uncomfortable, no?"
Theo sighed helplessly. "I'll feel like a paralyzed person who needs your help with everything."
I ignored him and unbuttoned his hospital gown anyway.
When I wiped his body, I saw his eyes squeeze shut. I thought he was sleeping at first, but when I saw the sweat seeping from his forehead, I realized he was not actually asleep.
My hand was suddenly pressed down by him. Our eyes met. His pupils were too deep and dark.
We were both silent for a long time, and I was eventually the one who spoke first, "Theo, I'm your wife. It's my duty to take care of you. When we grow old one day and become ill, we have to take care of each other. You can't be the only one taking care of m e, okay?"
He looked at me with a deep gaze. Only after a long time did he let go of me.
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