49: The Doting Wife 2

Angelina felt as if her whole world has come crashing down and thus she had no idea how she managed to do it but in a heartbeat, she was standing right there in front of the slumped figure of her husband. Slowly and in great anticipation, she bent over and as her glassy, tear-filled eyes finally registered his deeply, peacefully asleep form, she didn't know when she released a very, very deep breath— the breath she didn't know she was holding.

He was just sleeping! He was fine! He was okay! He hasn't fallen unconscious! Geez! Angelina had never felt so relieved in her entire life!

And as the relief wore off, she couldn't help but rove her eyes all over his sleeping figure, gawking at him and drinking in his beautifully handsome features as hungrily as she had never done before. While asleep he looked quite different— good difference. His features were much softer while sleeping. The grim lines which usually crease his brows were nowhere to be seen, making him look more handsome and ap