Trista's pov
I stayed by the bed for two days and two nights, but Donald didn't show any signs of waking up. I was tired of crying, and my eyes were swollen like walnuts. Even my voice became hoarser and hoarser. "If you don't wake up now, I will accompany you."
I gently touched the back of his hand. How much comfort did this hand give me before, but now it doesn't move. It can no longer touch my eyebrows, eyes, and my face
"Donald, how are you doing now? Are you alone on the edge of life and death?" Two more lines of tears welled up in my dry eyes. "Come back. Come back to see me..."
I hugged him gently and whispered in his ear, "I never beg you for anything. Can you open your eyes and look at me this time? Don't leave me..."
My tears fell on his neck. "Donald, as long as you wake up, I can promise you anything!"
"Really?"
Suddenly, a deep and magnetic voice sounded!
All of a sudden, I raised my eyes and looked at him in disbelief. "Donald, you wake up?"
He opened his eyes and squinted slightly. His voice was a little weak. "With you twittering in my ears, can I fall asleep?"
"I'll call the doctor!"
He held my hand and said, "didn't you say you could promise me anything? Kiss me."
"What?"
"I want you to kiss me."
I was stunned for a while before I understood what he meant. When I was about to move, he had already clasped my head and kissed me gently.
I let him kiss me passively, maybe because I was too happy, or because I was too excited, I gradually wrapped my arms around his neck and became active, responding to his sweet kiss.
"Donald, you finally wake up..." when I stopped, I couldn't help but kiss him a few times. "Is that true? I didn't see it wrong. Sometimes I really worry that you will never wake up again!"
"Haven't I told you that I will take care of you for the rest of my life? How can I leave you alone?" He gently stroked my hair and said, "give me a glass of water, honey."
I poured him a glass of water in a hurry. "Water is coming!"
"Feed me."
"What?"
"Feed me!"
"Oh..." I put the glass closer to her and said, "come on, open your mouth. Is the temperature appropriate?"
"Why don't you drink it?" I looked at him.
Seeing that he was silent, I finally understood. I took a sip first and then fed him. "Is that okay?"
"Okay."
His complacent look amused me. After feeding him a glass of wine, I wiped his mouth and said, "I'll ask the kitchen to cook something for you. I don't know when you'll wake up. I've called the chef at home. What do you want to eat? Order whatever you like."
"Eat you."
"……"
"……"
"I miss you, THE delicious food."
"……"
"……"
"Why are you thinner?"
He touched my face and asked, "haven't you had a good meal these two days?"
"Yes."
"Liar. How long have you cried?"
"……"
"……"
"Trista, are you worried about me that I can't eat or sleep well?" He smiled sweetly.
Embarrassed, I admitted, "yes, yes. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
"Yes!" He raised his eyebrows!
"Tell me, what do you want to eat?"
Do you want to cook some nutritious porridge or nutritious soup? He hadn't eaten anything for two days. He couldn't eat too greasy food, or the porridge would be ready?
"I told you, I want to eat this delicious dish of yours." He clasped my head again, like tasting a cake. He kissed for a long time before he stopped and said with relish, "it tastes good."
"You..."
Just then, Ira pushed the door open and came in. "Master, are you awake?"
"Can't you knock on the door first?" Donald raised his eyebrows unpleasantly.
"Don't be so mean to Ira. We can't live without him this time." I stood up and said to Ira with a smile, "you're just in time. I'll leave him to you. I'll ask the cook to cook a few dishes. You can have dinner with us later."
Ira coughed, "thank you for your kindness. I have something to deal with later, so I won't stay here."
"Really? I'll go out next time."
"Okay."
Donald's pov
Donald's pov
After Trista went out, I raised my head and asked coldly, "how's the investigation going?"
"Just as Master guessed, if the last clue is connected together, they must have done it..."
I'd better not tell her now. She would be very sad.
"Master, should we send more people to guard her?"
"Of course."
"Give me a check."
"What?" Ira was stunned for a moment. She hurriedly took out a check from her suit pocket and handed it to a pen. "Master."
I swiped and filled in a string of numbers, and handed it back. "You don't have to say anything else. This is your reward. Take it."
"Thank you, Master!"
"It's Trista's idea. You can thank her if you want."
"Thank you, Master]."
"Have you recovered?"
The moment Ira came in, I found him injured.
"Master, you have a good eyesight. I'm almost recovered. Thank you for your concern, Master!"
"Change the dressing on time and take good care of yourself. Are you free now?"
"Yes, Master!"
Ira was about to leave when she thought of something. She turned on the TV and changed to the news channel. Then she took out a newspaper and said, "Master, I have done as you said."
"The Nash group's Master cheated on many men who were addicted to gambling. The video was exposed and the scene was not presentable!"
The bold title satisfied me very much.
The person who framed Trista deserved this -- losing his reputation!
"I see. Let's go out."
After a while, Trista pushed the door open and came in. "Donald, I asked the chef to cook nutritious porridge for you. I don't know what you like to eat, so I ordered it casually. Don't think it tastes bad later. You don't eat it on purpose!"
"You ordered it for me. No matter how bad it tastes, I'll eat it all. Come here." I asked her to sit next to me. "Look, do you like it? It's a gift from me."
"What?"
Trista's pov
I looked at the newspaper in my hand with my eyes wide open. The news that Ashley had an affair spread all over the city. Seeing that Emos was in a hurry to drive her to the hospital, he blurted out , "get out
The fierce look on his face was photographed by the reporters!
And the miscarriage of Ashley
"You asked someone to investigate it? Are you the one who exposed it?" I didn't expect my husband to do such a thing.
"What? You don't want your old lover to lose his reputation?" He kissed my hand and said, "or you don't want your sister to have a miscarriage?"
"No." I have no feelings for the two of them for a long time.
"If they bully you, they should pay the price. This is just the beginning. Slowly, I will let them pay back ten times or a hundred times."
They were already very miserable now. Wouldn't ten times and a hundred times worse? What should they do in the future?
"Don't plead for them." He kissed my hand again and looked at the bruise on it. "Does it hurt?"
"The doctor said it would be fine in a few days. Don't worry." I touched his eyebrows and smiled gently. For some reason, the news about Ashley's accident was like a leaf gently falling into my heart, without any ripples.
"Don't you feel sorry for your old lover? And your good sister." He teased.
"I've already broken up with them. What you do to them has nothing to do with me."
"What a heartless woman!" He sighed.
"Satisfy me tonight?" He held my hand and gently rubbed his face.
"We'll talk about it when you get better!"
"Do you want to have a try?"
"No!" I'll keep a distance from him in a hurry!
"I'll ask the doctor to check on you. If there's nothing else, I'll leave the hospital. Don't you believe the doctor's words?"
Hearing Donald's call, the doctor hurried in to check on him and confirmed that he was out of danger. Then he agreed to go through the discharge formalities.
As soon as I arrived at the Lion's mansion gate, I saw a slender figure standing at the gate, with a suitcase in her hand. It rained endlessly. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the night sky. When the light of the car passed, the woman raised her eyes and smiled.
"Donald, you're finally back!" When the woman saw Donald, she threw away the umbrella and threw her luggage into Donald's arms.
Donald frowned in disgust and dodged slightly. The woman fell to the ground all of a sudden, and her face changed because of the pain in her knees.
When I got out of the car, I found that this woman was about twenty-six years old, with short hair, wearing a fashionable European style, and her smile was very infectious
Isn't she the daughter of Donald's neighbor?
I remember he said that they grew up together