A Matter of Wife and Love by Mila

Chapter 368 Can’t Stop Caring About Him

Her mind was shrouded in confusion again. If the white car’s angle resulted from Leo turning the vehicle around out of reflex when he realized that Jessie was crashing into him, then why did Jessie give her a look with such hate?

Does she hate me because she thinks that I’m the one who snatched Leo from her? Amelie thought. Suddenly, the surgery room doors burst open, and a doctor wearing a white robe and surgical mask strode out.

She dismissed those thoughts as she set aside her phone hastily, trotted over, and asked worriedly, “How’s he doing, doctor?”

“His head and chest suffered trauma, but luckily, he was sent here in time, and we managed to stop the bleeding. He just has to stay for observation for a few days, and he’ll be up and about again in no time.”

A breath of relief escaped Amelie’s lips at the doctor’s words because she thought that he was severely injured when she saw him utterly drenched in blood earlier.

“Thank you,” she said, and the bed rolled out, but nobody was on it.

She frantically swept her gaze across the room and quickly noticed Leo slowly ambling out after the bed.

His head was wrapped in bandages, but his wounds were definitely still bleeding; she saw some blood seep through the bandages and leave a red stain. His freshly washed face appeared so pale that even his lips had turned slightly gray due to blood loss. He had a change of clothes as well—the light-colored patient robes provided by the hospital—and she could see the bandages around his chest from the collar of his shirt.

Although he took each step slowly, he was still staggering slightly. Coupled with the light-colored patient robe, he appeared like a beautifully fragile and sick man.

Amelie strode over and immediately supported him. “Why did you come out by yourself?”

He merely grunted curtly in a low and soft voice. There was a brief second where his gaze fell on her hands that were supporting him. However, he didn’t say a word of protest as they slowly made their way to his ward.

Although Leo’s life wasn’t in danger, his injuries were far from light, and he had to be hospitalized for a few days.

Amelie carefully helped him to the bed and pulled the sheets over him as he watched her every move with pursed lips.

When she had tucked him under the sheets, she brushed her palms together and started, “Well…”

She wanted to ask him what exactly happened, but she swallowed back the words that were about to tumble off her lips. Unfortunately, to her dismay, no matter how she tried to word the question, it sounded like she was trying to find out something about his private life.

she said was, “Take a good

you for sending me to the hospital regardless of your

trying to drive her away even before he finished speaking. Regardless, she didn’t plan to hang around where she was not welcomed, so when she saw Eugene running over from the end of the corridor,

“Hi, Miss Dillon—”

Eugene, who had just run over, and she smiled at him politely

the bed. The man’s eyes were also glued on Amelie’s back, but there was a hint of life and light

Miss Dillon know that you’re injured because you tried to stop Jessie from hitting her cab?” Eugene asked, pacing into

discovered the truth behind the accident after visiting

for a brief second before looking away. “At the end of the day, I’m the reason this happened. She’s just an innocent victim,” he explained

the thoughtful but stoic expression on his face and sighed. Despite the anxiety he was feeling in his heart, there was nothing he

the scene where Jessie was wailing in the police station

no feelings for him, but he insists on sending her off and even changes his car because he worries that she would notice it was him. How am I any less

a woman loses her mind. If Mr. Alston hadn’t discovered her plan, the one lying on the hospital bed now would be Miss Dillon. But did he save her just because he blamed himself for implicating Miss Dillon when he

even harder to understand what was on Leo’s mind, and he didn’t dare to draw any conclusions lest he arrives at

document on that

opened his briefcase and passed it to him. The instant

a robot now, only working and reading documents whenever his eyes are open. He barely speaks, and the look in his eyes is also turning colder as time passes. At this point, he

dazedly stood on the side of the road for a while after departing the hospital. Her flight had already taken off without her by now, and there was only one flight a day. So, she could only leave

spend

city, everyone was living their own lives now, and she didn’t want

place, and the small town had undergone significant changes. The streets were wider, there were fewer potholes, and so were the roads connecting

road, two roadside

we might not be far off from those big cities in a

visit the city anymore because we can buy everything we need here. Oh, I heard that the reconstruction isn’t finished

“Really?”

place where she met Leo when they were young. If they

her cherished memories. So, while she reminisced about the past, she strolled to the town hospital and stopped at the central atrium

the trees, and from under the trees to the artificial hill, they took lovely strolls as they held each other’s hands, seated side-by-side as one read out loud for the other to listen to… She even remembered the time when

beautiful times, she recounted with a sigh and was so engrossed in reminiscing that it was already dusk by the time she