Chapter 914 Hurry Up and Comfort Me

Before Paul could get up to find Selena, Alex chimed in, "How about I feed you?"

"Get lost," Raymond snapped, looking like he'd just bitten into something sour.

Alex shrugged, checked his watch, and realized he had other stuff to do. "Alright, I'll catch you tomorrow." Once Alex left, Paul stood up too. "I need to check on things. I'll get someone to come feed you."

"No need," Raymond grumbled, not wanting anyone to see him like this.

Paul just nodded and walked to the next room.

Selena could've been discharged this morning, but for some reason, she hadn't finished the paperwork.

Paul knocked on her door. "Raymond's awake. Go take care of him." He left before Selena could even react.

Selena slowly got out of bed and headed to Raymond's room.

She paused for a moment, then knocked politely.

Raymond, thinking Paul had sent a nurse, was already in a foul mood. He frowned even more and tried to pick up the spoon again. "Get lost." But then he saw Selena standing there.

Hearing his "get lost," she hesitated, wondering if she should just leave.

"Get over here, what are you standing there for?" Raymond said, letting the spoon drop back into the bowl. "I have no strength."

Selena knew she owed him, so she walked in and closed the door behind her.

His anger simmered down a bit, but he still felt annoyed. "You only come now? Why not wait until I'm dead?"

the bedside, took the spoon, stirred the porridge, added some side dishes, and brought it to his mouth.

snorted, "What's the

Seeing him eat, she sighed in relief and scooped

pretty good being taken care of and glanced at her face. Why

small spoon

heard you haven't visited me for

and quietly stirred the soup in the bowl. Her silence was

was furious, wanting to knock over the soup

no strength, so he just leaned

me some hot water; I want to

the small table on the bed and helped him get

with a private bathroom and kitchen, all specially renovated to meet

were too severe for a soak. She

things easier, Selena brought in a reclining chair.

a bit more comfortable and stretched out his legs, ready

didn't argue, knowing he

was the type to wear his anger on his sleeve,

didn't fuss, unbuttoned his hospital gown, and her fingers trembled when she

to his heart. If it had been a

hands covered in his blood, him leaning weakly against

to steady her trembling fingers and removed his hospital

wet the towel and began to wipe

couldn't stand being dirty, so he frowned when she only

said, "There are too many wounds;

his eyes. "Figure it out.

was

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