My Comatose Husband Woke Up At Our Wedding Night! นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"It is great, right? Was it just the one night, or . . .?" "It was or," I admitted. "We went out on a date the week after the wedding, and I spent that night at his house." "Why didn't you tell me?" she demanded. "When he was in a coma, and you didn't know what was happening with him, why didn't you say something?"

I said, “I got what you told. My husband is barely alive. He was shot in the head, and our lives are going to change forever. I got every bit of it. Now, I’d like to see my husband. Can I?” “S-sure.” She said, walking to the door. “This way.” As soon as I stepped out, everyone surrounded me at once. My grandparents, Sara, Franco, Mark, Luke, Edward, the entire tribe was there. And they all wanted to know the answer to just one question. “How is he doing?” I shook my head, “He’s in a coma. The doctor said he might never make it out of it.” I heard multiple gasps coming from them. Sara, for one, looked like she just saw a ghost.

I rolled my lips inside my mouth and looked at his hand. He's really my husband? " You were in induced coma since last two days." He said, trying to built up a conversation. I nodded, once again. " I don't want to stay on this hospital bed. Please take me away from here." I exhaled a breath. He smiled but his smile was almost pale and broken. I tried to smile back but failed, miserably. *** I chewed on my inner cheeks in anticipation and stared at the ceiling. I don't remember anything. Not even my name. Well now I know that my name is September Wilson but still.

The worst situation she feared came true after all. Her husband....was comatose. She married not only a crippled but a comatose husband. *****

As I climbed up the stairs heading back to my room, the loud moans coming from the east wing could not be mistaken. My husband had another woman in his bed on our wedding night. I laughed bitterly at the joke that was my life right now.

“Poor you. I … I don’t know what to suggest. Maybe some coffee?” “He can’t even sit up! He drank all these stupid cocktails, and I had to help him up to our room, and then he just crashed out on the bed and it’s supposed to be our wedding night.” “Oh no!” I try to sound shocked. “So haven’t you even—” “No! We haven’t!” I can’t help exhaling with relief. I was worried they might have slipped in a quick one without anyone knowing.

He slowly dropped his hand and rested it on his lap. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. After what felt like a long silence, he finally spoke up. “We are married.” I shook my head. There was no way I would be married and wouldn’t remember that. “You are lying,” I replied. “There is no way I’m married.” The man exhaled deeply and picked up my hand resting on the bed. He nodded, looking sad. “It is okay. I understand that you are confused. You just woke up not quite long after a fatal accident, it is okay if things get wired up.”

Amy smiles kindly , "Sure. Rest early. We have to visit her ladyship tomorrow morning and I will call you." I nod. After Amy leaves, I change into pajamas and go to bed. I first sit on the bed beside him. Although I know he is not awake now, I still feel nervous. This is the first time I have ever slept with him, my namely husband. I stretch out my hand and shake in front of him. "Freddy, what are you thinking?" But he does not react. I suddenly feel sad for him. Maybe compared to what he has experienced, my sufferings seem like nothing.

But my father needed me, and I couldn’t say no. After the ceremony, I said goodbye to my father and followed Evelyn to the Sinclair estate. She was nice...almost too nice, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. When we reached Victor’s room, my heart sank. Evelyn opened the door to reveal a hospital bed at the center of a dimly lit room. Lying on it was a man.....my husband....completely still, hooked up to machines. “He’s… comatose?” I managed to whisper, my voice trembling.

Our eyes met and a smile was lingering on his lips. "Welcome back, love. I missed you." He whispered to me before planting a kiss on my forehead. "I missed you too, love." I whispered back, returning his smile before he pulled away and sat on the side of my bed. He started fidgeting with his phone which made my eyebrows furrowed. I just woke up from a two-week-long coma, as per what the doctor said to me, and here is my husband sitting beside me but is preoccupied with whatever interesting thing he has on his phone. I laid back on my bed and buried myself in the hospital blankets before I was engulfed by the green monster, I heard familiar voices that made my heart swell with joy and love. I