The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 93

Admiration filled both the nurse's words and eyes. "He treats you so well. He had been waiting outside

the second you were brought into the emergency room. H e stayed by your side and never slept when

you were i n a coma for two days. I wish I could have a boyfriend like him." 1 Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

He was good-looking with a model-like appearance. Most important of all, he treated his girlfriend well.

How could she not be jealous of Raine?

Raine was startled by what the nurse said. Her heart fluttered again, like the sea waves lapping up

against the shore.

She was in a coma for two days, and he stayed by her side the entire time?

She was not sure how he felt toward her when she first came back from Athana. But now, it was

certain.

He still loved her. 1

Earlier, right before she passed out, all she thought of was him. She missed him dearly.

After replacing the dropper bottle, the nurse left, leaving Raine alone in the ward. It was so quiet that

she could hear her own breathing.

She was scared, as she seemed to have lost control of

herself.

Just then, she heard footsteps. Mark had brought a cup of water and came back into the ward.

Standing b y the bed with an impassive expression, he took a cotton swab, dampened it, and rubbed

her lips back and forth.

The doctor said she had just come out of a coma and must not immediately drink water. So he

moistened her lips and quenched her thirst this way.

Raine looked at him. "Aren't you tired? Do you want to take a rest?”

He ignored her, as if he did not hear her.

"Are you angry with me? The child was lying in the room crying. I heard it clearly, and I could not bring

myself to leave the child behind."

"Why should I be angry? What you did was none of my business," he said faintly.

"Could you move the tray for me, Mark? My leg hurts.” Raine gasped in pain.

"You are feeling pain, eh? I thought you were so heroic that you couldn’t even feel anything," he

sneered.

She knew he was sarcastic, but she was happy and felt the sweetness of his words.

It was because he cared about her he spoke this way. I t was in his character.

"I am a human being. I have feelings and can feel

pain. I will be more careful next time."

He glanced at her, his expression becoming indifference again. "Whatever," he said.

Now, no one said a word. They could almost hear each other’s breathing sound. Raine liked this

silence. She could not help stealing glances at him.

Time seemed to travel back to three years ago, during which they had a similar experience together.

The silence did not last too long, as Jazz and Summer suddenly pushed open the door and came in.

Mark looked surprised. "What are you two doing here?"

"Mom asked me and Summer to take care of you two," Jazz said. He glanced at Mark’s hand.

Raine hemmed and looked at Summer with a smile. “H i, Summer, good to see you. Can I ask you for a

favor? I need someone to help moisten my mouth with a cotton swab? Mark is too clumsy for the job.”

The happiness she had experienced just now felt like something stolen from Summer. She felt guilty

when she saw Summer.

"Sure." Summer readily obliged with a smile. She walked over and took the water cup and cotton swab

from Mark's hands. She did not look at him at all.

"How is your injury?" She struck up a conversation with Raine.