Marriage With A Evil Heart

When I got in the car, he pulled the passenger door open for me and I got in, he buckled me in before going around to the driver’s seat, I couldn’t help but sneak a glance at him as I started the car, I never knew how to deal with this person who was both familiar and strange to me.

He didn’t look at me, but asked, “Still not used to it are you?”

I blushed in embarrassment and hurriedly withdrew my eyes, clearing my throat, “And … not!”

“Normal, even I adapted to it for a long time, there was a time when I would have nightmares. Then I stopped looking in the mirror!” His voice trailed off as he told me about his experience.

“What year was this?” I asked carefully.

“Eight years!” He gave me a look, “A long time!”

My eyes fell to that hand of his, the scars faintly visible on his small arm, the chain not out of place on his wrist.

“You still have it?” I asked casually.

“Uh-huh! It lives and dies with me, and you said, no picking!” He cocked the corner of his mouth and gave me another sidelong glance, “It’s part of my life now!”

My heart plummeted wildly at his words, shifting my eyes to the window, both hands feeling like they had nowhere to rest.

Neither of us spoke again for the rest of the day, and the atmosphere in the car was a little awkward, making my breath feel bad.

When we got to the hospital, his car drove straight to the very back of the courtyard, and he parked and said to me, “This is a temporary separate ICU, so it’s safer! Come on, let’s go down!”Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

I hurriedly pulled open the car door and jumped out of the car as if fleeing, suddenly feeling that the air outside was so fresh. Only then did I remember, chagrined, “Oops, I forgot to buy him some fruit to come!”

Blake reached out and marooned me, “He’s got everything there, don’t worry!”

Then without saying a word, he led me straight in through a small foot door, the corridor was narrow and he was right next to me, his scent jogging my memory, still so familiar.

There are only four floors here, Jacob’s hospital room is in the innermost room on the fourth floor, probably because he knew we were coming, he came out as soon as he heard the footsteps, and when he saw Blake and I coming together, he smiled like a child and showed that sly look again.

“Why are you so late, been waiting for you guys all morning!” Jacob complained.

“I thought you were going to be in therapy in the morning, what’s the point of us coming here and watching you get shots?” Blake retorted out of the blue. Always flirting when they met as before.

“I just wanted to see you two earlier, I’m a patient and you’re making me wait!” Jacob said unhappily, “Did you guys spend the morning together and go fooling around somewhere?”

I smiled, “No, he just picked me up.”

“Really?” Jacob’s eyes were full of skepticism.

Blake snorted coldly, “We were together yesterday, so hurry up and get better if you can, or else you’ll try to run us in this body of yours? Don’t even think about it!”

Jacob’s face darkened and he looked over at me, “Why are you so heartless, the moment he shows up you’re just going to go with him and leave me alone!”

“What do you care?” Blake had entered the hospital room.

“No I didn’t, he found me!” I explained.

“Count on your conscience!” Then he pulled me into the hospital room.

Once inside I realized that this ward simply overturned my perception of the ward, it was simply a five-star luxury suite, if not for some medical equipment inside the room, I was in a trance.

Blake had lounged on the couch and waved me over, “Come sit!”

I smiled and sat down across from him, greeting Jacob as I did so, “Jacob you come over here too!”

Jacob smiled, brought over some fruit, and sat on my side of the table.

Jacob was a little more energetic today than he had been the day he had seen him, much cleaner at the very least, still hunched over but with a light in his eyes.

I looked at him anxiously and asked, “What did the doctor say?”