Substitute Bride For Young Master
Chapter 33
The day changed night in an instant. The night turned morning, and the light of the sun slowly dimmed and disappeared below the horizon. Such a rapid turn of time no longer matters to those who are hoping for a miracle, as if waiting a little longer is not a problem.
So did Raymond Dawson who had unwittingly spent more time than he should in the hospital to accompany Lorie. Now he barely even moved from the side of the woman's bed even though Alex and Billy were visiting.
He himself did not understand why he could have such a sense of responsibility to Lorie. Maybe because she was the first time for the woman, being the first time for her in a way that could be unforgettable. How he hurt not only physically, but also his heart.
Or maybe because that night was also his first experience. Despite having dated Alice for three years, she never crossed the line. Yes, a little silly indeed because he was a modern man with an old-fashioned mind. Unfortunately when he decided to have a really open mind and stepped into a more serious stage to commit to Alice, he was precisely?
Wrong move?
Trapped down?
A little misstep and made him feel trapped indeed, but it was also not an absolute answer. So ... might be a bit of a mix between the two.
So, is he sorry?
Regretting for mistaking Lorie and screwing her. Regretting that his relationship with Alice is deteriorating. Regret having to spend days in the hospital for a “ old friend” who accidentally slept.
Every night before closing his eyes, he always thought of the answer to the same question: did he feel regret?
It should be an easy question. It should be without hesitation that he would reply that he was deeply sorry for accidentally betraying Alice. However, the funny thing was that whenever he saw Lorie lying quietly on the bed with her eyes closed, he could not answer the question.
“Lorie, can you hear me? I'm sure you can hear me. So please open your eyes. I really need to talk to you,” muttered the man as he rubbed the back of Lorie's hand slowly.
Three days ago, Lorie had never been fully conscious, responding only if she was given a light stimulus, or asking for water in a barely audible voice. The rest is not much change. And that made Raymond even more frustrated.
The man took a breath and exhaled loudly. He patted his hair and stared at the flickering stars through the windowpanes. His one hand that was in his pants pocket took out the phone from there. He looked down and read once more a message from Alice.
My mom and dad wanted our marriage to go forward. Whaddya think?
If Alice had asked that question three weeks ago, she would have jumped in and done it without a second thought. But now everything is not that easy.
Alice had come to see Lorie yesterday. He brought a bouquet of flowers and fruits that are still lying on the table. His attitude turned softer, more attentive .. Just as they had just known each other, but Raymond felt that everything was never the same again.
"Alice, what should I do?"
“Lorie?” call Raymond in a very slow voice. His expression looked hopeful. He was very enthusiastic and excited, but did not dare to speak too loudly or make sudden movements, afraid of surprising the woman before him
Lorie blinked once, then turned her face away with a stiff movement. His eyes remained open, staring at the darkened ceiling of the room with an unreadable expression. Seeing that made Raymond suddenly panic.
“Hey ... Have you noticed? I ... I'll call the doctor ..”
Raymond advanced his body carefully and extended his slightly trembling hand to press the help button that was directly connected to Doctor Ana.
Then, just as Lorie “ woke”, the man immediately took a glass of water, clamped a sterile cotton swab and wet it, then brought it closer to Lorie's lips.
“Want to drink?” bargained for.
Surprisingly, other than looking at him fixedly with a flat expression, Lorie did not give any reaction.
“Lorie ...”
Raymond was about to extend a hand to grasp Lorie's fingers, but the sharp gaze directed at him made him undo the intention.
Is he angry? Pissed off? Don't want to see my face?
Raymond really didn't know what to do. He opened his mouth several times, but all the sentences he had assembled only became unspoken fragments.
“Mr Dawson, please come out for a moment.”
Doctor Ana's voice restores Raymond's consciousness. He turned around quickly and nodded towards Doctor Ana who entered with the four nurses.
“I'll handle it. Don't worry,” added the woman who still wears the lab coat again.
“Good. Thank you.”
Raymond glanced at Lorie before walking out. Now he could only hope that Lorie's condition stabilized and could recover completely.
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