Deep Love Hidden From Him

Chapter 209

The lights in the bedroom were dim, even dimmer than the lights in the living room. Theodore seemed to have fallen asleep.

Everleigh hesitated for a while, then carefully cracked the door open and went in.

Under the light apricot blanket, Theodore slept peacefully. His usually stern face had a rare hint of relaxation as he slept. The light bulb on top of the bed was dimly shining on his face, making him look much more gentle than he usually did in the daytime.

He seemed to be in a deep slumber. Everleigh sat down on the carpet beside the bed carefully, making her at the same eye level as the man on the bed. She took advantage of this rare opportunity to observe the man in front of her carefully.

At first, Everleigh only dared to look at him from a distance because she was afraid of waking him up. However, when she saw he had not woken up yet, she braced herself to get closer to him. Finally, she leaned against the bed with her chin on the bedside, and looked at him closely.

After staring at him for a long time, she couldn't help but think of those days when they were together. Time could wash everything off on the premise that you could never see the person in your memory again. She used to think that she could let go of the past and forget the memories, but the moment she saw him again, her memory seemed to be out of control and everything was released.

Every meeting was a process of rebuilding one's memories.

Everleigh noticed that when Theodore was asleep, his brows were still furrowed slightly.

Seven years ago, he was not like this. Although he had always been a cold person, he always smiled when he was with her, unlike now, where he always frowned.

She couldn't help but reach out and touch his eyebrows carefully, as if she could soothe all the hardships in the past seven years if she smoothed out his eyebrows.

Theodore moved, causing Everleigh's hands to tremble. Luckily, he hadn't woken up yet. After the false alarm, she carefully turned off the lamp at the head of the bed, went out and closed the door.

After she left, Theodore opened his eyes in the dark room. His eyes were calm and clear, without any trace of drowsiness. He leaned against the pillow and stared in the direction of the bedroom door for a long time. Then, he raised his arm and touched his forehead.

The next morning, it was already six in the morning when Everleigh woke up.

She slept on the sofa the whole night and felt her back ache. When she got up, she saw a blanket covering her body and touched the back of her head in confusion.

She didn't seem to have covered herself with a blanket the night before.

Touching the soft blanket, Everleigh suddenly thought of something and subconsciously looked in the direction of the bedroom. The bedroom door was tightly shut. At this time, Theodore most likely wasn't awake yet.

As she was thinking, a knock on the door came from outside.

Everleigh went to open the door hurriedly. It was the medical staff members who had come to do their morning rounds.

"You're here for your rounds, right?"

"Yes." The middle-aged doctor was wearing a white coat. He put his hands in his pockets and asked with a smile, "Is the patient awake?"

"He has..."

Before the word "not" came out of her mouth, a cold voice could be heard from the bedroom, "Come in."

Everleigh was stunned for a moment and subconsciously turned to look in that direction.

The doctor politely nodded to her and went into the room.

Everleigh closed the door and followed the doctor and nurse. When she was hesitating about whether or not to go in, she glanced at the coffee table in the living room. The thermos on the table, which contained the fish soup, was no longer in the bag.

She was stunned for a moment, then immediately walked over and opened the thermos to have a look.

It's gone?

Looking at the empty thermos, Everleigh turned to look into the bedroom in astonishment.

The bedroom door opened. The doctor and nurse were doing a routine checkup for Theodore. From her angle, she could see him leaning against the edge of the bed. He happened to raise his head and looked at her as well. The moment their eyes met, Everleigh's heart skipped a beat. She tensed subconsciously, afraid that he would frown and ask her why she was there.

But he didn't.

He just glanced at her lightly, as if he had known that she was there. He turned over again, cooperated with the doctor's inquiry, and nodded occasionally.

Everleigh withdrew her gaze and looked at the empty flask in her hand. Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The night before, he woke up, drank the fish soup and even...

Looking at the blanket on the sofa, Everleigh's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

She turned her head to look at the bedroom and imagined about the previous night when she was curled up on the sofa and sleeping. Theodore came out from the bedroom with the blanket to cover her. Her emotions were complicated.

"There is basically no problem, but he still has to stay in hospital for observation for the time being. In these few days, you should pay more attention to the patient's diet. I heard from the nurses that the patient is picky about food. Is he not used to the hospital's food?"

"He hasn't eaten much," Everleigh sent the doctor out of the ward and listened to the doctor's instructions.

"That won't do. The patient has a history of gastroenteritis and he needs to pay more attention to his diet. He has to eat three meals a day and eat more fruits."

"Okay, I'll be aware."

After sending off the doctor, Everleigh went downstairs to buy breakfast before she came back.

Knock, knock. She knocked on the bedroom door.

Theodore raised his head from the hospital bed and asked casually, "Where did you go?"

"I went to buy breakfast. I've bought milk and some pastries. Let's dig in."

Everleigh went to pull up the small table board as she spoke.

"Wait for a while."

"The food will be cold after a while."

"I haven't washed up yet."

As soon as he said that, Everleigh's action of pulling the small table board slightly paused. She subconsciously looked sideways at Theodore and only snapped back to reality the moment she made eye contact with him. "Oh, I'll go out first."

"I can't go by myself."

Hearing this, Everleigh looked at him in dismay, "Why can't you go? Last night, didn't you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she shut her mouth under Theodore's gaze.

"I'll help you there," Everleigh said.

"Okay."

Everleigh let go of the table board in her hand, stood in place, and hesitated for a second before walking to the bed. She was a little nervous and didn't know where to start.

However, Theodore was very familiar with the procedures. He lifted the blanket and placed his hand on her shoulder. Although he was thin, his arm was strong. The moment it landed on her shoulder, Everleigh's heart skipped a beat.

She quickly lowered her head and put her other hand under his armpit. Using a professional technique, she lifted him from the edge of the bed and walked steadily into the bathroom.

It was only a few steps between the bed and the bathroom, but Everleigh was nervous and tense.

Theodore had a very faint scent of cologne. Usually, she wouldn't be able to smell it, but only when they were very close to each other could she smell it clearly, so much so that one would be mesmerized by it.

Everleigh helped him to the bathroom. Looking at the toilet bowl in front of them, she suddenly didn't know what to do.

She knew the basic job of a nurse. When she was abroad as a volunteer, they didn't have a fixed working position at all, and doctors often took care of patients closely. However, when she faced Theodore, she was embarrassed.

"How long are you going to stand here?"

A man's cold voice came from above her head. "Although I don't mind you watching me the whole time."

Theodore drew a hand down from her shoulder and placed it on top of the sink. With its support, he was able to stand steadily.

Everleigh suddenly came to her senses and her face flushed red.

"I'll wait for you outside," she said then hurried outside. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Before she could take a step forward, she felt a tightness in her wrist and was pulled over by someone.