Chapter 649: Cold-blooded
“Daniel, it’s good to see you thinking like this, it shows you’re a sensible kid. After you’re discharged from the hospital, you’re always welco to co over for als. The maid at ho makes really good dumplings and hand-pulled noodles,”
Mrs. Jenkins still had a kind face, a faint smile playing at the corners of her mouth, as she sized up Olivia Jenkins and Daniel Marshall with a sharp gaze.
Daniel’s handso features were softened by a friendly smile, his eyes filled with warmth, “Grandma, Olivia and I will make ti to co visit you.”
“Right now, my body temperature is around 99.5°F. The chief doctor said I would continue to be hydrated today. If my fever subsides this afternoon, I could get an x-ray tomorrow. If there’s significant improvent, I could be discharged.”
Mrs. Jenkins nodded, “That’s good to hear. You’re not coughing so much now, and your voice has sowhat recovered.”
Daniel looked at Olivia affectionately, a slight smile tugging at his lips, “My wife’s thods are really effective. Yesterday, I drank salt water several tis, and my throat really isn’t that sore anymore.”
“You two, as a couple, need to communicate more. If you have any disagreents, settle them on the day itself. Don’t leave them till tomorrow. Once the day passes, more thoughts co, and that could cause problems.”
At that mont, Daniel and Olivia spoke in unison: “Grandma, we understand.”
Damn their synchronization, Olivia was unhappy and gave Daniel an irritated glance.
Unperturbed, Daniel gazed at Olivia tenderly with his profound eyes.
Mrs. Jenkins, satisfied with the couple’s response, got up with a smile, “Leaf Fiona and I are going to the park. Olivia, spend so ti with Daniel.”
Olivia responded perfunctorily, “Yes, grandma, take care!”
The mont the hospital room door closed, Olivia’s face changed imdiately — dark, dangerous, she glared at Daniel, “Are you done yet? You don’t have to act this hard, hypocrite!”
Daniel’s eyes remained locked on Olivia, he didn’t seem upset. He seriously said, “Wife, I want to talk to you. Please give ten minutes.”
“If it’s about discussing a separation agreent, I’m very willing.” The dumplings grandma brought were really delicious, Olivia ate another one, not sparing a glance at Daniel.
Daniel’s hoarse voice turned gentle, his speech a bit slow, “Wife, I understand now. I have an illness, post-traumatic stress disorder, with all three core symptoms.”
Suddenly, Olivia froze.
After a few seconds, she slowly began to chew the dumpling in her mouth again.
Daniel continued staring at Olivia without blinking, his face serious, “Wife, I’m willing to get treatnt. It’s my fault for hurting you so deeply, I’m sorry!
“I’ve been such a bastard, I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but, I still want to be with you. I don’t want to let you go. Please give another chance, I will strive to change. I hope that you can accompany during treatnt, accompany as I face an unknown world.”
Olivia briefly opened her eyes to gaze at Daniel.
Her expression was as frosty as ever, but strangely, her heartstrings tightened.
The dumpling in her mouth suddenly tasted bland, but Olivia forced herself to swallow.
“Sorry, I’m busy, I don’t have ti to accompany you. It’s great that you’re willing to accept treatnt, but, I think we aren’t suitable for each other. If you sort out the things concerning our separation, please call as soon as possible.” Olivia picked up her purse, leaving Daniel’s hospital room imdiately.
Simon Howard stood at the door, staring at Olivia’s retreating figure, yelled at her, “Are you heartless? You two aren’t divorced yet, he’s still legally your husband, do you have to be so ruthless?”
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