My Husband Saved Me in the ICU, and Everyone Praised Him, but I Began to Prepare to Leave
When the car accident occurred, Jasper instinctively pulled me close, shielding me in his arms.
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Afterward, I was left without a scratch, but he ended up in the ICU, where he was treated for nearly five hours before being moved to a regular ward.
Friends who came to visit couldn’t help but express their envy: “He’s truly devoted, willing to risk his life for you. You’re so fortunate to have him!”
“Tell me where I can find someone as handsome, wealthy, and caring as he is.”
I forced a smile and remained silent.
They didn’t know that Jasper, their so–called devoted husband, had already found someone new.
The night before the accident, he was in the underground garage, wrapped around a young, beautiful intern, lost in a passion I hadn’t seen in his eyes for a long time.
I didn’t cause a scene; instead, I quietly planned an accident.
Originally, I was supposed to “die” in that accident…
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“Luna!”
A terrified voice suddenly broke the silence in the hospital room.
I quickly put down my phone and got up from the sofa, only to be pulled into Jasper’s trembling embrace as I approached the bed.
“What happened? Did you have a nightmare?”
I gently stroked his back.
His grip around my waist tightened, “Don’t leave me…”
My hand paused.
“I keep dreaming of you lying in a pool of blood these days…”
Jasper looked up at me, his eyes bloodshot, “I can’t let you out of my sight again, not even for a moment.”
I held him tighter, doing my best to comfort him.
“I won’t.”
After a while, he released my waist and patted the spot next to him. I stood still.
“Please…”
His eyes pleaded with me, his voice unusually tender.
“Why have you been so distant with me lately…”
“Did I do something wrong? Tell me, and I’ll change.”
He rubbed his face against my palm, full of dependence, just like the Jasper from years ago.
I looked at the scabbed wound on his prominent nose and sighed softly, lifting the covers to lie down.
Immediately, he pulled me close again, his eyes content as though he’d regained something precious.
“Luna.”
9:10 AM
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“Yeah?”
“I love you.”
Jasper fought his fatigue, waiting for the words, “I love you too,” but instead, he drifted off to sleep, hearing only, “Sleep”
He instinctively held me tighter, finally giving in to his drowsiness.
As his breathing steadied beside me, I opened my eyes and gently tried to push him away.
But any slight movement made him hold me tighter, so I gave up, lying silently in his arms.
I hadn’t slept well for a while, and wrapped in his familiar scent, I soon fell asleep in Jasper’s arms.
But my sleep was light.
So, in the middle of the night, when I heard a faint sound behind me, I woke almost instantly.
“Don’t cry, Lily, I’m fine.”
Jasper’s lowered voice came from the bathroom.
“You don’t need to visit me. I’ll come to you once I’m better.”
“I miss you too… Take care of yourself. I’ll make it up to you once I’m out of here.”
I lay with my back to him, pretending to sleep.
But my eyes stared unblinkingly at the pale moonlight outside the window until they ached and filled with tears.
It turns out, even when you’ve decided not to love anymore, the heart still hurts.
His arms gently encircled me from behind, and I closed my eyes in silence, a tear rolling down my cheek, disappearing into the pillow.
