The Doctor could no longer see the scene. After hesitating for quite a while, he decided to remind them.
"I know I shouldn’t interrupt you at this mont. But I am a doctor, a responsible doctor. I need to examine Mr. Yate’s condition to see whether he is safe now. You....you can talk later..."
Edie didn’t realize this until this mont. She pushed Stuart away imdiately.
He was so weak that he almost fell down when she pushed him away slightly.
Stuart’s injuries were really bad.
She held his arm and said, "I am sorry, I almost forgot. Let help you."
But next mont, Stuart covered her little hands with his big hands and walked into the ward. He never loosened her hand.
As if he would never let her go.
Stuart was confird to be fine. But he still needed to stay in the hospital for a few more days. After all, he hadn’t recovered completely.
After the Doctor left, the room fell into silence imdiately. Edie couldn’t stand the atmosphere. She wanted to leave.
But when she turned around, the man started talking in a deep and sexy voice.
"I know I hurt you deeply these days. I couldn’t ask you to forgive just by apologizing to you. I can make up for you for the rest of my life. Okay?"
With the rest of my life...
The rest of his life, and the rest of her life.
Edie’s life started trembling hard. She felt dizzy.
"I am too weak to get up. I couldn’t walk to you, could you co here?" he asked in a slight voice, with a careful tone.
Stuart never changed. He was still bad at flirting. He didn’t even know how to tell a lie.
If he pretended to be sick and painful, she would rush to him imdiately, without any hesitation.
This was the man she loved deeply.
This was the man she could never forget or give up.
Edie rolled his eyes slowly and walked to his bed, "All right. Can you explain now?"
"Yes, as long as you don’t leave, I can explain everything to you," he caught her hands. She struggled a little bit and gave up.
"It was a little complicated. There was a mole inside L.N. He wanted to control the whole group. This would be a fierce war, so I don’t want to get you involved. He knew it was difficult to hurt , so he targeted you. I have no other way to stop him. All I can do was to make him believe you are no longer important for now. Only in this way can he give up. Now I already knew the man behind. I would take care of him imdiately as long as I get out of the hospital. No one could threaten us anymore. After handling everything here, we could leave for A, with our baby, okay?"
Stuart sounded tough and cold when talking about the mole, but so gentle when ntioning his baby.
"You already knew I am pregnant?"
Edie looked at him surprisingly.
"Yes, I already knew at the beginning," he sounded guilty. His eyes looked so sincere,
"Do you know I was pushed down by my mother when I attended my grandpa’s funeral and almost lost the baby?"
"Do you know the doctor kept asking to calm down and keep a good mood?"
"Do you know I was forced out by my company, and everyone called a bitch in the entertainnt circle because of your stupid plan?"
"You know I am pregnant. And you still do this. You such an asshole."
Edie got angrier and angrier. She stood up directly and threw his hands away. Then she turned around and left.
"Sorry," Stuart caught her waist tightly and apologized in a deep voice, "I’ve made lots of mistakes. But I don’t regret it. When I knew who the mole was in the group, the first thing I thought about was your safety. For , nothing is more important than you. As long as I can guarantee your safety, I can give up everything, including the whole group and the baby. The only thing I couldn’t lose is you, only you."
"If you really want to leave, I won’t stop you. If you hate , I can totally understand. But I would spare no effort to chase after you, to make ands for what I’ve done to you."
These words shocked Edie deeply.
She froze for a while. Tears poured out of her eyes.
"I need to stay alone for a mont. I would co to you later."
Then, she left.
Looking at Edie’s back, Stuart wanted to chase after her. But he was too weak to stand up.
***
Edie went downstairs alone. There was a lawn behind the building. No one was there now.
Edie wanted to think for a while about everything that happened in A., But when she really cald down, she realized she had no courage to think.
Finally, she took a long breath. She was in mass in mind. She didn’t know what she wanted to do now.
Did she love Stuart? Of course.
Did she hate Stuart? Yes, when she suffered a lot these days.
But, it was because she still loved him deeply.
Edie rubbed her belly. There was a little baby inside him. It made her feel nervous.
At this mont, Stuart’s Doctor David walked towards her,
He smiled and shrugged his shoulder, "Don’t suspect . It is Mr. Yates’s asking. He was too weak to follow you out. But he was so worried about you. So he asked to find you."
"I am fine. Thank you," Edie smiled.
"I can see your depression on your face. Tell what happened between you and Mr. Yates. Do you mind?"
"Doctor, have you married? Do you love your wife?"
"Of course. My wife is also a doctor in this hospital," Doctor David looked so sweet. Apparently, he loved his wife so much.
"Then, which one would you choose between your wife and your baby, if you are forced to do so?" Edie asked curiously.
The Doctor got confused.
Soon, he showed a gentle smile, "I hesitated for a while just now. I think I should apologize to my wife for this. But...I completely understand my hesitation. This question requires every man to think about it deeply. It is natural for to hesitate. I think the answer depends on how deeply the husband loves his wife. If the husband loved his wife so deeply, then he would choose his wife, without any doubt. Otherwise, he would choose the baby because he could find another woman to be his wife."
"n can find lots of won. Every woman could give them a baby. If the man gave up and chose one woman and the baby she perceived, his love would be so valuable. You know, it is said that n tend to think with his penis. I can explain this theory from a dical perspective. But I want to believe that love was superior to desire.
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