The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

He sat by the bed, his gaze fixed on Kari's delicate jawline, a trace of concern flickering in his eyes.

Ronald reached out, gently holding Kari's hand, his lips pressed thin.

The doctor said it was an old issue.

It seemed she really hadn't taken good care of herself over the years.

Ronald couldn't help but blame himself. If only he hadn't been so powerless, he wouldn't have been taken away by the Malone family, nor would he have been hamstrung at every turn!

If only he had come back earlier, maybe it wouldn't have come to this!

...

When Kari woke up, Ronald was sprawled on the bed, deep in sleep.

She remembered what had happened and shifted slightly.

But Ronald, a light sleeper, sensed her awakening and quickly sat up. "You're awake. Are you still in pain? Want something to eat?"

Meeting his concerned gaze, Kari licked her lips. "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"I'll have someone send over some plain oatmeal. When you're feeling better, you can have some soup."

then fetched Kari a couple of

organized, Kari couldn't help but feel

already called in sick for you at the

herself

couldn't bring herself

you don't want to

wanting to say that for

under Ronald's eyes. "You haven't

in the middle of the night,

wanting Kari to feel pressured. "I took the opportunity to catch up on some work. Don't

ten years had

he was just the same as he had been a decade

talk. "When did you start

"Probably around seventeen

by my side. If I couldn't see you, I felt empty." Ronald's gaze on Kari was tender and

Kari's heart. She had never noticed Ronald's feelings, always

over a decade, all she felt

started

nothing to do with

reach out, to touch

to see me. I'll go back first.