Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 211

As the door to the hospital room slowly creaked open, the dim lights revealed Giselle lying pale and unconscious on the bed. Her right arm was wrapped in layers of bandages, and an IV drip was attached to her hand, a stark reminder of her recent ordeal with blood loss.

Lysander sat quietly beside her, lost in thought.

After what seemed like an eternity, Giselle's eyelashes fluttered as she slowly regained consciousness. Her eyes, still clouded with confusion, met Lysander's.

"Lysander?"

"Yes, I'm here," he replied softly.

Giselle managed a faint smile, though her eyes were red-rimmed, her voice barely above a whisper. "I thought you wouldn't come."

"I promised you, didn't I?"

"Yes, you did," she replied, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. Suddenly, she asked with a weak laugh, "Lysander, how long have we known each other?"

Lysander paused, thinking back. "It must be twenty years now."

five months," Giselle corrected him with a surprising precision. Lysander was momentarily taken aback. "You remember

known you is etched in my memory," she said, her smile tinged with

Lysander remained silent.

you remember the first time we met?" Giselle asked

was summer, wasn't it?" Lysander replied, a hint of nostalgia in

months older than you," Giselle recalled,

you pushed me away. I broke a few of them, and we almost ended up fighting. It was

nodded, smiling

you cherished. My mom and I

middle, and high school, even college, we were always together. We studied

to the sterile white ceiling. Suddenly, she

guard, unsure how

he could gather his thoughts, Giselle continued, her voice breaking, "If I had given up studying abroad and stayed with you, would

only by Giselle's quiet sobs. Eventually, she whispered, "It doesn't matter. Just having you here with me is

to wipe away her tears, but hesitated. Giselle

me, don't leave,

hesitated, his