Facade of Love

Chapter 271 His Concern

I had not suffered any serious injuries. I had to thank Idris for not going too far, or else I might have been seriously hurt.

The doctor examined me and found nothing serious, but he said they needed to keep me under observation in the hospital. After all, a bone injury required more care, especially for a woman. It was more expensive to treat and needed to be treated carefully.

I did not have any objections and agreed.

Lying in the hospital bed, I felt exhausted after going hungry and cold for several days at the police station. Then, just as I had come out, I was injured by my ex–husband. I was truly physically and mentally exhausted.

Additionally, the doctor had given me some painkillers, and before long, I fell asleep on the hospital bed.

Perhaps the hospital bed was much more comfortable than the one in the police station, but I slept deeply this time and did not even dream much.

When I woke up, it was already nighttime. The pain in my waist was gone, and my brain, which had been a little groggy, had cleared up quite a bit. The ward was dimly lit, and a figure was sitting not far from me.

I thought it was Uncle Marcus, so I gently shifted my body and said to the figure, “Uncle Marcus?”

He did not respond to me. Instead, he got up and walked toward me. The dim light and the fact that I was lying down made Uncle Marcus‘ figure seem unusually tall.

attention to it and pinched my brow as I said, “Uncle Marcus, I’m a bit hungry.

it. I closed my eyes and rested for a while. Maybe it was because I had been at the police station for so long these past few days, but after

still a hospital. When I moved and sat up by the window, I realized that my waist had not fully recovered, but it did not affect my

I squinted at the door and only saw a man in a black suit. I did not pay much attention because I was hungry, and I instinctively noticed the takeout box he

box and walked to the side, saying, “Uncle Marcus, you got back so quickly. I thought it would take a while. That police station is really not a nice place. I was

a cold, deep male voice came from behind. I

food, and before I could swallow, I was startled by the voice and choked.

cough, cough!” I began to cough violently, and the person behind me hurriedly

me some water.

His

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sip, and

coughing, I looked at the handsome face before me and cleared my throat before saying, “What are you doing here?” I had been too focused on eating earlier and had not realized that it was Idris and not Uncle

but instead walked behind me. Seeing that I was feeling better, he finally spoke. “What did the people at the police station do

spouting nonsense. Why are you here? Where’s Uncle Marcus?” That was the question I was really concerned about.

ask, he furrowed his brows slightly and said, “Uncle Marcus had some family matters