The Abandoned Wife

The following morning, Roxanne had already woken up by the time Lucian did. Her brows remained furrowed while she removed the needles for herself.

Lucian glanced at his empty palm, then shifted his gaze to look at the woman before him. In a hoarse voice, he asked, "When did you wake up? Why didn't you wake me up?” Roxanne was too focused on the task and only realized the man was awake after hearing his voice. She hesitated for a moment, then continued with what she had been doing. "You look like you were sound asleep. Besides, I am feeling better now, so I didn't wake you up."

She did not spare the man a glance as she spoke.

It was worth noting that Roxanne felt as if it was like a dream when she woke up to the sight of Lucian taking a short rest while holding her hand tightly earlier.

But soon after, the memories of what happened last night while she was half-asleep came to her mind.

She knew very well it was not a dream. Lucian had indeed taken care of her for the whole night.

For a bit, Roxanne had no idea how to describe her feelings after coming to that realization.

tightly furrowed eyebrows and the visible signs of exhaustion on his face, she could not bear to wake him up and thus carefully pulled her hand out without him knowing. Evidently, the

to take the chance

Lucian to wake up when she was at the last

just that she became a

"What are you doing?"

temples, Lucian languidly straightened his body. A slight frown marred

on the acupuncture point and pulled it out. "I gave myself a

slightly. Despite so, she still flashed him a smile as she turned around. "These

already dark expression to turn

again? I took care of her the entire night. How can she still

surged within him. However, at the thought of how Roxanne was still unwell, he had no choice but to suppress his

ward plunged

She was puzzled, yet for some reason, she dared not question him and only lowered her

that Lucian's deep voice