The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 2108

Azriel & Phoebe

The sterile scent of disinfectant filled the hallway of the hospital as Phoebe sat outside the emergency room, slumped on a bench, the picture of despair.

How could someone get food poisoning from a simple microwave meal?

Her day had begun with delivering a man to the police station and ended with rushing the same man to the hospital.

Phoebe pursed her lips, feeling a reluctant sympathy for him. She thought her luck had hit rock bottom recently, but apparently, there was someone worse off.

The emergency room doors swung open.d2

Phoebe's heart skipped a beat as she hurried forward, her voice laced with concern, "Doctor, how is he?"

"Hmm, the surgery went fine, and the stomach's been pumped. Just take good care of him," the doctor replied.

Phoebe exhaled deeply, bowing profusely at the doctor in gratitude. "Thank you, doctor. Thank you!”

As long as he was alive, everything else could be worked out.

Soon after, a team of nurses wheeled the man out of the ER. He was still unconscious, his handsome face so pale it was almost unbearable to look at.

Phoebe rushed over, cradling his hand that hung over the side of the gurney, her eyes brimming with tears as she stared at Azriel. "Thank heavens, you're still alive."

Anyone else witnessing her expression and relief might have been moved by her evident concern for the man. It was a rare display of heartfelt emotion. But only those in the know understood that Phoebe's concern was purely because she wouldn't have to face jail time.

And now...

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Azriel came to around noon the next day. As he opened his eyes, he was greeted by an uncomfortably close and beaming smile. His heart jolted at the sudden visual assault.

"You awake?" Phoebe asked with an awkward smile.

His thoughts still hazy, Azriel's expression instantly frosted over.

Phoebe felt a chill, realizing something was amiss, and quickly stood up, "Wait here. I'll go get the doctor!"

After a thorough check-up, Phoebe hovered anxiously in the corner of the room, peering over to catch updates on his condition.

She couldn't help but let out a low "wow" as the doctor lifted his gown, revealing a set of finely sculpted abs. Although her exclamation was quiet, she immediately noticed Azriel's icy gaze upon her. Blushing, she fiddled with her reddening ear, her eyes darting away.

"There's still almost thirteen hours until you can eat, so get some rest." The doctor advised.

Phoebe eagerly escorted the doctor out, then reluctantly returned to the room, facing Azriel's chilly stare. She didn't know how to proceed, and the silence grew awkward. Finally, she ventured, "Maybe you should get some more sleep?"

Azriel merely glanced at her and remained silent. Right. The man had just woken up; he wasn't going to sleep again so soon.

"How about reading a book?"

Silence.