Chapter 717: He''s Been Taking Care of You


    "Okay, Okay, I will stop..." Lorraine finally stops crying. "Eunice, you still remember everything, do


    you?"


    Eunice smiles, "Yes, I remember everything. Don''t worry, mom."


    "That''s good. That''s good. We''ve pulled through. It''s all over now..."


    It breaks Thomas'' heart to look at his sister in the hospital bed, but he can''t show it. He''s afraid that his


    emotions would affect her. "Sister, mother and I are here to take care of you. If you feel unwell, you


    must tell us."


    Eunice glimpses a boy beside her and asked, "Thomas, how long have I been unconscious?"


    "More than three months."


    It is more than three months.


    It is not a long time, but spans a quarter of a year. She only feels that a hundred days are so short, like


    a blink of an eye.


    At this moment, looking at Thomas, she feels that her once willful brother has matured a lot. Although


    his appearance and voice remain unchanged, he bes steady and without impetuousness.


    Eunice is both gratified and distressed as she thinks about Thomas taking care of her mother when she


    was sick. However, her illness, in fact, has forced him to grow up.


    "Thomas, it''s been hard on you."


    As soon as she finishes speaking, Thomas pretends to be angry and opens his eyes. "You''re my sister


    and it''s really nothing."


    Lorraine doesn''t want her to carry this emotional burden, so Lorraine chimes in, "That''s right. You''re


    being too polite as his big sister. You need to learn from him."


    Eunice knows that it must be very hard for them to take care of her. She gives a faint smile and says


    nothing.


    However, Lorraine hesitantly says, "Actually, Ryan helped us a lot this time when you were sick. He


    took care of your brother and me and dealt with the hospital."


    Right after she says that, Thomas raises his hand and nudges her arm, "Mom, she just woke up and


    you don''t have to say that."


    Lorraine looks awkward as she nods silently, "Alright, I won''t talk about it."


    Eunice notices that they are obviously avoiding the topic and hiding something from her. She knows


    that it is because they are worrying about her, but she feels ufortable.


    However, when she thinks of that man, she feels reluctant to face him somehow. She is not sure if it is


    because she has let go after the irritation, or something else.


    She feels like losing all her enthusiasm due to the unexpected kidnapping. Nothing is left but the


    memories that make her feel cold every time theye creeping up on her.


    "Mom, I know. When I get better, I''ll thank him."


    Lorraine sees her cold expression and remains silent.


    No outsider can help with their rtionship, so they have to solve it.


    That day, Ryan never returns to the ward, not because he doesn''t want to see her, but because he is


    afraid that his presence will agitate her again.


    Sitting in the ward next door, he waits. He finishes countless cigarettes untilte at night.


    Looking out of the window into the dark sky, he looks up at the clock. It is already half past ten. He


    stands up to stretch. His body stiffens after siting for a long time. Due to decreased blood cirction,


    he suddenly moves violently, feels dizzy and almost falls.


    Fortunately, there is a chair beside him, and he only manages to bnce himself with it.


    After resting for a while, he walks out of the ward and stands in the corridor. He doesn''t push the door


    open until the smell of smoke fades from his body.


    Inside, the lights are off. Only a smallmp at the end of the bed is on. The patient on the bed is


    already asleep. Lorraine is on a chair beside and dozing off. When she feels him entering, tired, she


    opens her eyes and says in a low voice, "Ryan. Come here."


    "Lorraine, I''ll keep watch. You can rest next door."


    Lorraine takes a look at Eunice, who is sleeping peacefully, and nods, "Alright, don''t stay awake the


    whole night. You need some sleep."


    "OK."


    After saying a few words, Lorraine leaves. There are only two people left in the dark room. Ryan takes


    Lorraine''s seat and looks at the fragile Eunice on the bed, with her eyes tightly closed. He frowns


    slightly and exposes her unskilled disguise. "I know you''re awake."


    A trick like this can trick Lorraine not him.


    Eunice believes that she pretends well, but she fails. She opens her eyes awkwardly.


    She stares straight at the ceiling and doesn''t want to look at the person beside her.


    On the other hand, Ryan''s eyes are fixed on her. She is the only one.


    Neither of them speaks. The vibe in the room is a bit suffocating. Ryan is afraid that she feels


    ufortable. He is the first to speak, "How are you now?"


    The familiar voicees. Eunice''s eyshes tremble slightly. "Very good."


    Unbearable silence follows the short conversation.


    He can''t convince himself, and it is embarrassing to say anything.


    The man clenches his fists. Never before had he summoned so much encourage to say a single


    sentence. After a long time, he asks, "Do you me me?"


    It doesn''t matter whether he asks or not. Ryan has the answer in his heart. Rather than resentment, it


    is more of an incurable wound in her heart caused by those things.


    After those experiences, you will have better understanding, but the wound will not be better


    because of your better understanding. As the wound grows bigger, it will only be more and more


    painful.


    What happened between them bes wounds. These wounds morph into thorns in their hearts.


    They entrench themselves, as time passes. Once these past events ur to the couple, they feel


    wretched.


    After Eunice hears this question, she doesn''t know how to answer it. Out of the corner of her eye, she


    carefully looks at the man in front of her. He is thinner than before. He has lost a lot of weight. His


    cheekbones and mandible are so visible, and his face is even sharper.


    She recalls what her mother said today. He was taking care of her all this time down to thest detail.


    She can almost imagine it from this thin face.


    After losing so much weight, he must have had a hard time.


    Eunice feels sorry. She withdraws her gaze and stares at the white nket on her chest. She has a


    lump in her throat and says, "No."


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    She doesn''t have the heart toin when he appears in front of her in such a manner. Besides, she


    chooses everything herself, and she has no regrets at all.


    However, her feeling for him bes heavier. She suppresses it and doesn''t want to show it again


    easily.


    It is like PTSD. She is scared, so she wants to hide it.


    Ryan would rather hear her me him than hear her say no so calmly and with great resistance. It is


    suffocating for him as if the oxygen in the air is being sucked away and his lung is being squeezed by a


    stone.


    He is like a man trapped in the desert, struggling to find thest source of water. He is so eager to hear


    from her that she still likes him, but now, he can''t force her, nor does he want to force her.


    "Recover first. We''ll talk about the restter." After saying that, he moves his thin lips twice, as if he is


    making an extremely difficult decision. "If you don''t want to see me, I won''t being any time soon."