CHAPTER 311: TAKING CARE OF HUBBY

Ella approached the bed and sat beside Adrian. After a moment of hesitation, she grabbed his uninjured hand and brought it closer to her face.

"Why are you so silly?" The words left her mouth in a hoarse whisper and as she spoke, she felt her throat choking up.

"Why must you come looking for me everywhere? You have your own world, Adrian... You have your people, you have your work, you family... I don’t even belong to your world!"

"Then, why must you follow me to every danger I walk into? Would you kill yourself if I die?" Before she realized, tears fell again.

"I don’t understand love anymore. My whole life, I claimed to love a man who betrayed me. I claimed to love a sister who killed me. I claimed to love a family that abandoned me and schemed against me..."

"I no longer understand what love is. Is it what I felt for them? Or is it how ruthlessly they trample on my heart?" Ella pressed Adrian’s palm on her cheek, "All my love was probably expended on the wrong people and now, I no longer know how to love."

"But..." A small sob escaped her throat, "Seeing you like this is hurting me so much. The thought of something happening to you makes me want to die, Adrian. I hate you for making me feel this way. But I hate myself more for not protecting you!"

No matter what Ella said, Adrian did not respond.

It was as if her words landed on soft cotton, barely eliciting a response.

Three days passed.

Ronan assured her that Adrian’s condition was stable now. Yet, Ella was unsettled.

These past few days, Bertha was the one who was most stressed out.

On the third day, she couldn’t help but complain in front of Ji Yan, "The Second Master is already like this... But now, Miss Yu refuses to eat properly. The last she had was an apple yesterday. She barely leaves the Second Master’s side."

Ronan, who was reading a magazine arched a brow, his eyes reflecting a sudden change, "I did not expect her to be so sincere."

Ji Yan sighed, "Miss Yu is no longer the same as before," Unlike Ronan, Ji Yan had let go of his doubts ages ago.

He had interacted with all sorts of people. No matter how good of a pretender Ella was, how could she pretend for so long?

Bertha felt like these men were just overthinking things. Ella’s feelings for their Second Master couldn’t be any more obvious.

Previously, she hated him and it was obvious. Now, things have changed.

"But if she falls sick before the Second Master gets up, what would we do?" Bertha sighed.

Ronan and Ji Yan fell silent, each lost in their own thoughts.

On this day, Ella sat by Adrian’s bed as usual. She wiped his face with a wet towel before patting it dry with another one.

Looking at his sleeping face, Ella reached out to hold his uninjured hand.

And then she pressed her lips on his knuckles, "How long are you going to sleep, princess?" She couldn’t resist laughing when her gaze landed on his sleeping face.

His face was slightly rosy, probably due to the warm water she had wiped his face with. His hair was neatly combed back by her so as to not irritate his skin. And his long eyelashes casted a deep shadow under them.

Truly a princess.

Her words, as usual, earned no response.

Ella sighed as she kissed his palm this time, "If you wake up today, I will let you boss me around for a day without resisting..."

No movement.

Ella’s eyes turned red as she leaned in, placing her head gently on his chest, "For a few days then. I will let you boss me around for a few days."

Yet, other than his steady heartbeats, she did not hear anything in response.

Ella’s eyes were downcast as she started to pull away from him.

But before she could sit upright, an arm wrapped around her waist, holding her in place.

Ella froze.

"You are awake?" Ella moved again and this time, Adrian released his grip on her.

Once she sat straight, her eyes locked with a pair of dark eyes that were fixated on her.

"Does it hurt somewhere?" She leaned towards him carefully, her voice gentle.

Adrian shook his head twice.

Ella heaved a sigh of relief. But when she looked at the man again, her eyes reddened, "You...! So, you were pretending to be unconscious..."

Ella punched his chest, her eyes burning with anger.

"Hurts," Adrian groaned, tilting his face to the side.

Ella’s hand that was floating in the air ’mid-attack’ froze right there, "Where does it hurt?" she whispered softly.

Adrian grabbed her hand and pressed it on his chest, right above his heart.

"Oh my god! Could it be a heart attack?" Ella’s eyes nearly dropped out of her sockets as she stood up from the bed, "I’ll call Ronan..."

Adrian’s lips twitched, "Not that," His grip on her wrist turned firm.

Ella blinked slowly, "You... Wait, you don’t have any injuries there..."

Usually, Ella was a fast thinker. But it took her a couple of moments to realize what just happened.

She glared at Adrian.

Adrian tilted his head to the side, avoiding his gaze like the guilty one. The tips of his ears even turned a little red but he refused to free her hand.

Ella looked at him quietly, suddenly speechless.

After a moment of silence, she stepped forward and gently helped him up on the bed.

This time, Adrian complied by releasing her hand. Ella adjusted the pillows behind him, helping him lean back.

Then, she poured him a glass of water.

When Adrian extended his hand to receive it, Ella paused. Her gaze lingered on his bandaged hand, "You are already like this... yet you have the energy to tease and trick me like that," She looked at his chest pointedly.

Adrian’s hand hovered mid-air for a moment, but not receiving the glass of water, he gently retracted his hand. He then let out a soft cough and lowered his gaze.

"Aren’t you afraid I will take advantage of your current condition, damage you some more and then run away with all your assets?"

Adrian’s brows tugged together.

"Speak!" Ella’s tone hardened.

"Take me with you."

’Putong’

Ella inhaled a deep breath, barely holding back the uncontrollable nosebleed that was on the verge of exploding.

Right then, Adrian was seated on the bed, leaning back on the long pillows with his head slightly lowered.

His hair fell over his forehead messily and he was dressed in a satin nightsuit. The tips of his ears were slightly red and his usually sharp eyes were somewhat shifty as they avoided her gaze.

He was... so adorable!

Ella forcefully suppressed the nosebleed and composed herself as she stepped forward.

Now, it was Adrian’s turn to be stunned when Ella held the glass of water near his lips.

The fragrance of spring flowers seeped into his glitchy brain and suddenly, his dull eyes glowed with vibrance.

Yet, that was far from the end.

Ella took everything in her own hands. Starting from water to even feeding him food.

And for Adrian, who had been at the receiving end of her cold shoulder for years, this... was a novel experience.

His heart ached to let her even pick the glass. But he was torn.

Afraid that he would see her less, he played the perfect patient, letting her ’nurse’ him back to health.

Well, everything apart, Adrian’s injuries were not to be underestimated.

In a few days, the bandages around his head were removed.

The wound was not as visible because it was caused more by the impact of the vase, and small shards piercing into his skin, yet the place felt tender to touch when Ella applied the medicinal gel.

But the stab wound on Adrian’s arm looked even more vicious. Every time Ella changed the bandages, she glared at the man.

Inwardly, her heart felt heavy at the sight of it. How could... someone be so ruthless to themselves?

"If you wanted to, you could have left that day..." Ella said softly.

They were sitting on the dining table. Ella sat on the chair beside Adrian as she patiently fed him the chicken soup she had made.

"Delicious," The man licked his bottom lips slowly, the movement looking extremely elegant yet seductive for some reason.

Ella: "_"