You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1878 Every Time I Sleep, It's Over

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Felix kept staring at Vicki, his gaze unwavering. While Vicki felt something was off, she couldn't quite grasp what was wrong with Felix. Yet, Joyce had just told her to take care of Felix more, considering the severity of his injuries, so there might be some sense in it.

Breaking the silence, she asked, "Do you want some water?"

Felix furrowed his handsome brows. "Don't change the subject," he snapped.

"What subject?" Vicki was puzzled. "I just lit a cigarette out of habit earlier. I'll quit during pregnancy. I have that much self-control."

"I'm not talking about that," Felix said stiffly.

"Then what are you talking about? Felix, can you please be clear? What are you up to? You've been acting strange since you woke up. What's going on?" Vicki looked displeased; she detested having to guess, finding it tiresome. "Am I causing a scene? Felix, have you been taking our child seriously?"

"I didn't have an abortion. What do you mean?" Vicki was even more puzzled. "If I didn't want the baby, would I have gone for a check-up just now?" Felix took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. "You almost took our child with you when you went to meet Seren. You still haven't explained that to me."

did explain. I told you I would protect you. Unless Seren died, I couldn't guarantee

in front of me. Do you want me to live the rest of my life in pain and hell? What about the child? You've deprived them of the right to be born!" Felix almost roared. "You actually suggested I treat

didn't think about all that. I didn't realize I was pregnant; it was just a reflex. I didn't want you to die. Someone had to make the sacrifice, and I'd rather it be

silent. Vicki wasn't usually expressive, but her words at this moment surpassed a declaration of enduring love. Could he interpret it as her valuing his life over her

to

distressed, Vicki thought he might be feeling uncomfortable or recalling the dreadful incident that day. So, she leaned

hospital, catching him off

stilled his trembling lips, she withdrew. Looking at him, she said, "Felix, are you frustrated? Is that why you're acting so strangely? Do you want me? Here? I can, you don't

and began unbuttoning his

It was only now that he finally

her hands, which were wandering all over, drawing

looking at him in confusion. He had been temperamental before, and she didn't know how to placate him; she had no patience. Every time I sleep, it's over. After all, after a good night's

was that when a man was frustrated, he would be temperamental. They had been apart for some time, and it had been a while, perhaps

he wanted to sleep with her. What was she thinking? In her

it only desire for me? What do you take me for?

comfort?" Vicki was slightly taken