Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 583

“Save—save my child, and keep my pregnancy a secret from everyone—”_ ©

With those words uttered, consciousness slipped away from her once more.

When Ariana awoke from her slumber, she found herself in the bed. As consciousness gradually returned, she instinctively held her lower abdomen with nervous anticipation. The memory of the searing pain in that region before she succumbed to unconsciousness still lingered. Had she lost her baby?

“Fear not, for your baby is safe and sound.” As if sensing her thoughts, a reassuring voice interrupted her anxiousness.

Relief flooded through Ariana, a cascading wave extinguishing her earlier fears. She suddenly became aware of a presence beside her. Turning, she saw a tall, slender doctor donned in a white coat, his gold-rimmed spectacles on. His youthful countenance spoke of a man in his mid-twenties.

apparatus. Every reading was within the bounds of normalcy, except for a

this doctor’s cool and collected voice that resonated in Ariana’s ears as she stirred from her half-awakened state. Suddenly, she recalled that she had uttered some words during that haze, but she could not remember exactly what she had said and did not dare

know that she was pregnant? And how was Theodore, her heart yearned to know. The train

good rest these days. And try not to think too much.” The doctor hit the nail on

thoughts. She gazed up at him, curiosity dancing

a patient under my watchful eye. I possess an intimate familiarity with your condition, even the worrisome whispers that permeate your mind.” He cast a fleeting glance

plea to keep your pregnancy secret startle me, I

toward him, marveling at his ability to perceive her afflictions with a mere glance. Casting her gaze on the nameplate on the doctor’s white coat, she cleared her parched and raspy throat. “I extend my sincerest

don’t talk too much in the coming days to aid your vocal cords in their gradual recovery. They were injured by the billows of smoke, necessitating a

hoarsely, her nod an affirmation of

is Theodore, who occupies the adjacent bed, your husband?” Mitchel queried as he drew back