Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 342

Chapter 342:

The nurse looked at her with surprise, then reassured her, “Don’t worry, it’s normal to have a fever after an injury and significant blood loss.”

Eileen didn’t fully understand. She was worried that the fever might make Bryan’s condition worse and was also concerned about how uncomfortable he must feel with the fever. Even if he remained unconscious, he could still be experiencing a lot of pain.

After the nurse left, Eileen couldn’t bring herself to sleep. She vigilantly checked to see if Bryan’s fever was decreasing. By early morning, the sky began to lighten, and she realized she had stayed awake the entire night. Her eyes were sore, but she didn’t feel overly tired.

Her main concern was that Bryan hadn’t awakened at all.

She called the nurse again, who conducted another examination.

“He’s just exhausted and needs more sleep. You should use this time to freshen up and eat something. When he awakens, you’ll need the energy to look after him.”

The nurse could see her exhaustion and concern.

Eileen thanked the nurse and saw her out.

Despite not eating much the previous day due to issues with Stella and skipping dinner, she didn’t feel hungry.

Resting her chin on her hand, she leaned over the bed, gazing at Bryan’s profile.

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Truth be told, no matter how attractive someone was, bandages could diminish their appearance. They even made Bryan look a bit less handsome.

As morning arrived, sunlight filled the room, and a breeze gently fluttered through the window, dispersing the smell of disinfectant. The breeze caused Bryan’s long eyelashes to flutter slightly. His eyebrows furrowed unconsciously, and in the next moment, he opened his eyes.

“Bryan?” Eileen quickly stood, poured a glass of warm water, and inserted a straw into it. “You had a fever last night, and the doctor said you’d likely have a dry throat when you woke up. Drinking some water should help.” She positioned the straw at his lips. He shifted slightly, his lips parting to take the straw.

The contours of his jawline were striking, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he drank. Even with half his face covered, the visible portion was still quite appealing.

Eileen found herself momentarily distracted. It wasn’t until she heard the soft slurping sound that she realized he had finished the water.

She refilled the glass, and he drank it down in less than ten seconds.

He cleared his throat and said, his voice raspy, “You didn’t leave?”

“Where would I go?” Eileen set down the glass and had just sat back down when he lifted his arm, his hand cradling her cheek. His fingertips tenderly traced her eyebrows, nose, and lips.

“Who are you?” Bryan suddenly parted his lips, a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth as he asked the question.

Eileen was startled. Her clear eyes blinked a few times. Was he pretending to have amnesia? “Who do you think I am?”

decided to play along and said, “You tell me. Who do I look

mother of my

They already had one. However, Eileen chose to remain silent about this for

Who are

the concussion affect

eyebrows lifted slightly, and she

but accidentally pulled at his wound, wincing in pain. “No,

can

his eyes shut in pain, sweat dripping from his forehead. He struggled to grasp her chin, but despite his trembling fingers, she could

me, who are

grabbed his hand and said sharply, “I am your mother! Are you

laugh, though it made his whole body

If you

woke up, he wouldn’t cry out in pain or express hunger, but instead, he would begin with

Mrs. Dawson

I’ll eat something. You should have some food

her, his mind, heart, and words focused entirely on

Your body needs to heal, and for that, it

and asked her to bring breakfast from Nero’s. The place was only a ten-minute drive from Freguson Group,

enough strength to kiss

his side, watching over him

meal to recover his strength and vitality. If he needed to sleep when she was present, it would squander their precious time

lost in thought, a warm, soft sensation brushed against his lips. Eileen’s hair tickled his

subtle scent of lipstick, which he inhaled deeply, feeling

focus on getting better first,

flushed as the sunlight streaming through the window highlighted her delicate, pink

recover well here, and once he found out about Gabriela back home, he

idea. He glanced at the hospital bed, which was not nearly as cozy as their double bed at home. He pondered

your role at Freguson Group was secure, you

make sure you take good care of yourself. I’ll only

then,” Bryan said, shifting to

to

slightly labored breathing. She kissed his chin and said, “The doctor mentioned that the anesthesia from your head surgery has worn

eyes half-closed, refused. “No need. I can handle it. Painkillers might interfere with the healing

takes a month, with painkillers, it might take forty days at most. The main issue is the pain being too severe,” Eileen explained. “As for work, let Josue take over for now. You shouldn’t work for at least

said, “Holding you, I feel no pain. If you kiss

was at a loss for

understand his aversion to painkillers, but she couldn’t

him

breakfast she had expected to arrive in