Chapter 691 My Heart Hurts a Lot

“My husband,” Zayla replied. The nurse suddenly understood.

After a simple registration to prevent anyone from getting worried if they saw an empty room, Zayla hurried towards the first ward.

Suppressing her pain, she turned the doorknob and gently closed the door behind her before approaching Lincoln. He lay pale in bed, his hands bandaged like hers, but his condition was far graver, showing no signs of waking up.

Zayla cautiously moved closer to him, lifting the covers and lying down beside him. But at the next moment, a strong and powerful hand touched her lower back, pulling her into his embrace!

Startled, Zayla looked at him as his eyes opened, leaving her momentarily stunned. “Having a horrible dream?” his deep voice resonated by her ear.

snapped out of her daze and hastily asked, “You’re awake? When did you wake up?” You willingly fell asleep in

didn’t get to hold you. Isn’t that a waste?” Zayla didn’t know what to say. Lincoln

he asked, “You’re not pushing me away anymore? “I…” Zayla’s gaze

just my heart

into his arms. The pain in his hands told him this was no

“But if she really cares, she’ll know… “Without her,

sorry. But before the words could escape her lips, Lincoln sealed them with a gentle kiss. “Mmm…” It was a tender kiss, yet filled with profound sincerity. “But I have no

up in Zayla’s eyes cascaded down her cheeks. Zayla nestled her face in his chest, her salty

her head. “Every time you cry, it hurts me even more.” At this, Zayla’s

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