Chapter 141: You are my wife

Summer’s Point of View

I blinked repeatedly, my eyes straining to distinguish between reality and the product of my yearning for him. But before I could fully comprehend it all, he swiftly drew me into his embrace, and I found myself instantly pressed against his warm, solid frame.

That was when I snapped out of reality and noticed his wound, which I could have accidentally hit. With my eyes widened, I tried to stand up, but he was pulling me closer, our bodies already pressed against each other.

“Steven, stop it!” I exclaimed, struggling to pull out. “And when did you wake up?!”

“I’ve been awake since 4 am, and since I can’t see you and Celine, I fell back asleep,” he whispered, his breath gently brushing against my ears. “As I expected, your scent is far more comforting than the sterile smell of this hospital.”

I gulped, the sound echoing in the room, as his words hit me like a sudden wave. A rush of warmth spread across my cheeks, turning them a deep shade of crimson. But amidst th