Angela looked up at Richard. He was looking at her intently as well; it was as if time had stopped at this moment. When she saw the remorse flashing in the man’s eyes, she suddenly burst into tears.
She felt so helpless and desperate. She couldn’t leave him, but she couldn’t stay by his side either; she didn’t know where to place him in her heart.
Richard continued to remain seated by her side, annoyed by his cold behavior just now. She was suffering from a high fever, causing not only her mental state but her entire body to be weakened, but he had treated her like that. Clearly, she would get even more hurt.
Richard watched her gaze lower as her tears fell onto the blanket. When he picked up the tissue on the side and handed it to her, Angela stretched out her hand to take it, wiping her tears with them.
Her head still felt fuzzy, and even her heart felt heavy. She had never felt so weak before, like a child who had to be protected and taken care of. At the same time, Richard’s cold treatment earlier also made her inexplicably sad, as if he was cutting her off.
Due to the medicine and her fever, she slowly became drowsy and lay down. As the blanket was a tad too thin, she
subconsciously curled up into a ball.
Sensing this, Richard walked to another bed and spread out another blanket on top of her before he gently comforted, “Go to sleep. I’ll stay here with you.”
“It’s fine. You should go back and sleep.” Angela shook her head. If he were here, her sleep would be affected even more.
At her words, Richard had no choice but to get up. “I’ll ask a nurse to come and look after you.”
After he left, Angela pursed her red lips, feeling angry that she didn’t fight back earlier, and feeling furious at herself for easily getting so angered by him that her heart ached. It shocked her. When did this man become so important to her? Would she be unable to live without him?
She had a restless sleep that night. After having several consecutive nightmares, she felt weak and tired. Even the nurse felt sorry for her, and took a hot towel to wipe the sweat from her forehead a few times. As dawn broke on an early winter morning, Angela slept very deeply, perhaps because she hadn’t gotten much rest the previous night.
Meanwhile, Richard stood by the entrance and listened as the nurse reported to him about what happened on the previous night.
“Miss Angela’s fever has gone down, and she only has a mild fever now, but she kept having nightmares last night and woke up many times. Captain Lloyd, you should talk to her.”
Richard nodded slightly, and the nurse moved aside for him. When he pushed the door open, a trace of warm winter sunlight trickled in from the window, while the girl in bed curled up with morbidly pale skin, still deep in sleep.
Richard sat down and looked at her face, falling deep into thought. What should he do with her? Should he send her back to her parents or let her stay here for a period of time?
Just like that, Angela slept until two in the afternoon. She felt as if someone was staying with her, but when she opened her eyes, there wasn’t anyone in sight.
She couldn’t help but sit up and sigh. Why did she feel like someone was with her?
Just then, the nurse walked in with a tray of medicine for her to take.
“Was someone sitting by my side earlier?” Angela asked curiously.
