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Chapter 15

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Willow rushed over and grabbed my hand. Her fingertips were ice-cold, and her lips trembled.

Her usually calm and composed face was now filled with raw, shattered fear.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I have failed to protect you."

The doctor said the wound wasn't deep. It had split the skin and bled heavily, but a few stitches would be enough to close it up.

Willow barely seemed to hear him. She clutched the edge of my shirt as though I might disappear the moment she let go.

Her bloodsh
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  • My Germaphobe Wife Likes His Germs   Chapter 15

    Willow rushed over and grabbed my hand. Her fingertips were ice-cold, and her lips trembled. Her usually calm and composed face was now filled with raw, shattered fear. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I have failed to protect you." The doctor said the wound wasn't deep. It had split the skin and bled heavily, but a few stitches would be enough to close it up. Willow barely seemed to hear him. She clutched the edge of my shirt as though I might disappear the moment she let go. Her bloodshot eyes were frightening, and her voice was hoarse. "I'm coming to the hospital with you. I'll take care of you." I had lost enough blood to feel dizzy, and I didn't have the energy to argue with her. "Fine." I nodded. My words seemed to be a pardon. She quickly wiped away her tears and carefully helped me into the ambulance. The entire ride, she held my hand, her palm slick with cold sweat, repeatedly asking the nurse, "He's really okay, right? Would he need a transfusion?"I closed my

  • My Germaphobe Wife Likes His Germs   Chapter 14

    When I opened the door that morning, cold air swept into the hallway. Willow was curled up by the stairwell, asleep against the wall. She had always been a neat freak. Her clothes had to be spotless, and she couldn't stand even a speck of dirt on her shoes. But now, her expensive coat was wrinkled, her hair was a mess, and she looked completely worn out. I hesitated. Despite everything, seeing her like that still tugged at the softest part of my heart. I gently nudged the toe of her shoe. She jolted awake. When she saw me, her eyes immediately lit up, only to dim when she met my cold gaze. "Why are you sleeping here?" I asked calmly. "You're sleeping in front of my door. If something happens to you, it'll only cause trouble for me." I then said firmly, "Willow, go home. Stop wasting your time on me." She pushed herself up against the wall, her legs numb from sitting for so long. "Caius…" Her voice was hoarse. "Jayden called me. He said he was going to come after yo

  • My Germaphobe Wife Likes His Germs   Chapter 13

    Willow watched the cab carrying Caius merge into traffic and disappear into the distance without a backward glance. A deafening buzz filled her ears. It felt as though something inside her had finally snapped. She couldn't let me go. The moment I vanished from sight, she felt as if the fragile thread that had held them together all these years would finally break, completely and irreparably. Before she could think, Willow took off running. She sprinted down the unfamiliar streets after the cab, not caring how she looked or who was watching. The cold air tore at her lungs, but she barely felt it. She kept running, chasing the car as it grew smaller and smaller in the distance. "Caius! Wait! Caius Morales!" She screamed my name again and again, desperate to make me stop.The cab windows were closed; I couldn't hear her. The car continued smoothly through traffic as I watched her figure shrink in the rearview mirror. The driver noticed her running after us and asked, "Sir

  • My Germaphobe Wife Likes His Germs   Chapter 12

    Jayden's phone call stayed with me like a splinter, a constant source of unease I couldn't quite shake. But life went on. For the next few days, I followed my usual routine. I went to work, ate lunch with my coworkers in the break room, and spent quiet moments staring out at the snow-capped mountains beyond the windows. Everything around me remained unchanged, as if the chaos unfolding elsewhere had nothing to do with my life. That changed on Friday evening. I pushed open the glass doors of the office building and stepped into the fading daylight. Willow was waiting at the bottom of the steps, a huge bouquet of red roses cradled in her arms. The vivid red of the flowers was almost jarring against the quiet evening. She had lost a noticeable amount of weight. Her once-immaculate dress was wrinkled, dark circles had settled beneath her eyes, and she looked utterly exhausted. The moment she saw me, her eyes lit up. "Caius." She hurried over and held out the flowers, her

  • My Germaphobe Wife Likes His Germs   Chapter 11

    "I won't allow this!" Willow cried, completely losing control as she shouted into the phone. "Caius, please don't do this. I'll come to you! I'll book a flight right now! Just give me your address!" But all she heard in response was the rapid beeping of the disconnected line. Willow slowly lowered her phone. Then she folded over the steering wheel and sobbed. Meanwhile, after ending the call, the warmth of my phone still lingered against my fingertips. Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the break room door, only to nearly collide with Eileen Williams, my coworker, who was walking out with a cup of coffee in hand. She blinked her bright blue eyes, then leaned in with a teasing grin. "Were you just on the phone with someone special? I've never seen you spend that long on a personal call since you started here." A few coworkers nearby joined in, good-naturedly whistling. I smiled, finished the last of the water in my hand, and answered with a calmness that surprised even m

  • My Germaphobe Wife Likes His Germs   Chapter 10

    After saying that, Willow turned away without hesitation, opened the car door, and got inside. Jayden stood frozen on the side of the road, watching the black sedan disappear into the distance. Only when it was completely out of sight did he finally break down. He sank to the ground, buried his face in his knees, and sobbed. He couldn't understand. How could that be possible? Willow had always been obsessive about hygiene. Yet that day at her house, when Jayden handed her a half-eaten strawberry, she'd eaten it despite her obvious hesitation. Afterward, she'd coldly warned him never to do it again. But she ate it nonetheless.She hated wasting time. She always said movies were pointless entertainment and that she'd rather work late than waste an evening at a theater with me.Yet last month, when he had mentioned wanting to see a terrible movie, she'd actually made time to go with him. In the darkness of the theater, he'd deliberately brushed his fingers against the back

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