Chapter 73 – His Second Chance Love: The Freezing Silence

“Now?” What the hell is wrong with that man? Is he trying to torture me?

Looking at how tired Jared was and the dark circles beneath his eyes, I sighed and said, “Fine. I’ll cook and bring the food to the hospital. Why don’t you stay here for a night? Pick one of the guest rooms and get a good rest.”

Poor guy. How can Anthony torture him like this?

Jared, who was already half-asleep, nodded gently and dozed off on the couch right away.

After making sure he was comfortable, I went to the kitchen and began cooking. The second time I walked out to the living hall to check on Jared, he was already sound asleep.

Since I alone could not carry him up to the guest room, I went upstairs to get him a pillow and a blanket instead.

Soon, the soup was ready. I took a glance at my watch and realized it was already 3 a.m. After pouring the soup into a container, I went straight to the hospital.

Anthony was still awake when I reached, lying on his bed in the ward. He was wearing the typical blue patient uniform and had a bandage around his head. All the wounds on his body seemed to have scabbed over.

The man might look a little disheveled, but he was still as handsome as ever.

Upon noticing me in the ward, his expression changed, but he kept staring at the container hungrily.

In a casual voice, I said, “You just had an operation, and Dr. Crest told me you have to watch your diet. So I made you soup. Here you go.”

Anthony responded with a low grunt. His expression didn’t change as he did so. I knitted my brows when I realized he was staring at me. “What?”

“Did Jared wake you up?” he asked before lowering his head and drinking the soup.

His question rendered me speechless. I told myself to calm down so as to not yell at a patient before replying to his query with a single word. “Nope.”

Are you kidding me? Jared came all the way to the villa because of you and your fricking hot soup!

While waiting for him to finish, I sat on a chair, shut my eyes, and took a nap.

“Are you still mad?” the man asked aloofly.

I was too tired to open my eyes as I replied, “About?”

“Parker has helped me a lot. Since I can’t repay his kindness now, I have to treat her well.” He spoke calmly, but I could tell that he was in a difficult position.

I opened my eyes and looked at him. “So? Does that mean you have to repay his kindness for the rest of your life?”

He gazed deeply into my eyes. “No. This is the last time I do such a thing.”

I let out of a cold snort, cupped my chin with my hands, and stared back at him. “Old habits die hard.” Anthony was so used to taking care of Rylee. I don’t think he will ever get used to being around her.

Before he could say what was on his mind, I peeped at his bowl and said, “The soup’s getting cold.”

A line formed between his brows. He shot me a pointed look and finished the soup right away. He then turned his attention to me once again. “I got injured in an accident. Don’t you feel sorry for me?”

What a weird question. I stood up, grabbed the bowl from his hands, and said in a tired voice, “It’s late. You better sleep early.”

Do I feel sorry for him? I don’t know. After having been through so much, I guess I’ve become emotionally numb.

When I was about to leave, he immediately said, “Someone has to be here to take care of me. It’s the hospital’s instruction.”

I nearly wanted to give Rylee a call and ask her to come, but she might still be stuck at the police department.

Since there was no one else to take care of him, I reluctantly agreed. “All right.”

I’ll stay. It’s just one night anyway.

I returned to my seat and decided to continue sleeping.

All of a sudden, his phone rang. I had no interest in his phone calls, but he seemed to enjoy putting his phone on loudspeaker recently.

He answered the call, and the person on the line started crying. “Anth, Sienna reported me to the police! Help!”

Rylee? At this hour?

I thought she would have called earlier when the cops got her.

Anthony shot me a stare, and I just shrugged my shoulders. “What was I supposed to do? She appeared in my house without my permission.”

He massaged his forehead, obviously unsure about how to handle the situation. “It’s late now. Just stay overnight in the police department. I’ll ask Joseph to get you the next morning.”

“Anth…” Before Rylee could say anything, the man ended the call.

He then looked at me, clearly not knowing what to do with me. “Did you have to report her to the police? Why couldn’t you just have changed the lock?”

I lowered my eyes and examined my nails as I scoffed, “Did you give her the key to the villa? Perhaps, you should even record her fingerprint for identification purposes and grant her access to the house. If you plan to do so, tell me in advance, so I can sell my share of the property to you and move out.”

“Listen carefully, Sienna Lorraine.” He raised his voice. “We’re married, and you’re my wife.”

I nodded. “I know. That’s why I called the cops to take her away. The villa belongs to us. She shouldn’t have been there.”

At that, he tapped his forehead with his palm and said, “Come here!” He moved to the other side of the bed and signaled me to go over.

Without hesitation, I walked up and lay beside him on his bed.

He looked at me and smirked, but I ignored him. I shut my eyes and tried to sleep.

I woke up quite late the next day as I had not managed to get enough sleep the night before.

Upon hearing birds chirping outside the ward, I opened my eyes and looked out the window.

At first, I thought I was still in the villa, but the moment I stretched my arms, I accidentally hit Anthony. He was already awake and signing off some documents.

He raised his head to look at me when my palm landed right on his face. “You’re awake.”

I immediately retracted my hand and nodded.

When I finally remembered that I had spent a night in the hospital, I slowly crawled out from his bed.

The bed in the hospital was not as comfortable as the one in my room, so it was difficult for me to sleep well. Besides, the fear of cold had caused me to stay close to anything that could keep me warm. Clearly, Anthony was last night’s victim – he had been pushed to the very edge of the bed.

I embarrassedly lowered my eyes. “I’m so sorry!” I can’t believe I did that to a patient!

The man simply grinned and kept his documents away. “Hungry?”

He then gently moved back to the middle of the bed. A nurse soon came in to check on him and gave him his medicines. By her facial expression, I could tell that she must have waited outside for a long time.

Once the nurse had finished performing her duties in the ward, I replied to Anthony’s question earlier, “Not really.” I then turned around and went to the washroom to freshen up a little.

Since he still needed to take his medicine, I asked, “Is there anything you wish you eat?”

He responded with a gentle smile. “You can decide!”

Can he stop being so annoying? When I took my bag and was ready to leave, Jared walked into the ward with Anthony’s medical records. He must have come to check on him.

The man saw me and immediately said, “Thank you.”

He must be thanking me for allowing him to sleep in the villa. ”You’re welcome. You deserve a good night’s rest after being tortured by someone.”

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