Chapter 19
The sky was dark when Margaret regained her consciousness. She could see the neon lights and snow
outside her window from her VIP ward. The massive contrast between the warmth in her room and the
coldness from the outdoors gave her the illusion that there were two different isted worlds.
She suddenly heard some noise in the room and slowly turned to the source. A man was working on his
laptop as he sat on the couch. He was typing on theptop lightly, and his focused face made him look
more amicable than usual. However, there was still a hint of coldnessing from him due to his tightly
pursed lips.
“You‘re awake?” The man shut hisptop as he looked at her.
“Yes...” She tried to get up but felt pain in her left shoulder. Instantly, she remembered what had
happened.
Christopher walked over to her and inspected her wound. “Don‘t move.”
Margaret immediately stopped moving upon hearing his words, but she felt embarrassed as she had the
urge to urinate. She wanted to go to the bathroom, but she was not able to move. There was only
Christopher in the room. Plus, whenever she moved a little, she felt a painful sensation on her wound.
Christopher sensed her difort and asked, “Do you want to go to the bathroom?”
Margaret‘s cheeks flushed. “Yes...
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Christopher did not say anything but carefully supported her. His actions were gentle, and he was being
tender, unlike his usual self. However, Margaret was still in pain from the minimal movement, and she
broke out in a cold sweat. The bandages on her wound slowly turned red.
He was almost carrying her as they made their way to the bathroom. When Christopher‘s hands moved
toward her pants, she quickly said, “Let me do it myself!”
He stopped moving and looked at her unblinkingly. Margaret was extremely embarrassed. “C–Can you
leave for a moment?”
Christopher‘s so–called leaving was him turning around so that his back was facing
her.
Knowing that he was not going to leave the bathroom, Margaret struggled internally
for a moment. She tried to use her right hand to unzip her pants. However, every single movement
caused her wound to open up. It was almost impossible toplete a simple movement such as
bending her back. The blood from her wound had stained her hospital clothes.
After not hearing any movement from behind him for some time, Christopher turned around to see
Margaret‘s blood–stained hospital clothes. Furrowing his brows, he pulled her pants down without
allowing her to say anything. Then, he turned around so that his back was facing her again.
Margaret sat on the toilet seat in embarrassment. Although she was very urgent, she was not able to
relieve herself. At this moment, she would give anything to vanish from the spot.
After twenty minutes, she no longer cared about being embarrassed.
After returning to her bed, she buried her face in the nkets. As if nothing had happened, Christopher
went to call the doctor to treat her wound that split opened again.
At around seven o‘clock in the evening, two bodyguards brought food over. Christopher picked up the
bowl of oatmeal porridge and brought it to her bedside He ced the bowl of oatmeal porridge on the
bedside table and supported her so that she was sitting on the bed. Then, he picked up the bowl of
oatmeal porridge again to feed her.
Margaret did not dare to reject him and took a small bite. The lightly seasoned oatmeal porridge was full
of the herbal taste. Despite that, the oatmeal porridge tasted good. She could tell that it was made by
Elizabeth.
She felt ufortable with his sudden gentleness and did not know how to react. “I can do it myself...”
Christopher‘s expression turned cold slightly, which caused Margaret to lower her gaze. Her long
eyshes cast a shadow beneath her eyes.
“Why?” His voice rang out from beside her ear.
Margaret raised her head. “What?”
“That time... Why did you push me aside?” Christopher‘s deep gaze fell on her as if he wanted to see
through her.
She understood his question. He was asking why she had taken the stab for him.