Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence

Chapter: 321 But he still held onto her wrist, his grip gentle yet possessive, like a child clutching their favorite toy.

Ariana couldn't help but be taken aback by the sudden change in his demeanor, wondering when he had grown to trust her so completely.

Ariana was lost in thought. Theodore”s guarded and murderous gaze from a moment ago reminded her of the early days of their marriage.

She remembered the cold, indifferent look that he had given her when he had just awakened from his vegetative state, a look that was mirrored in his eyes once again.

It had been a long time since she had seen that side of him. Most of the time, his eyes sparkled with teasing humor.

Ariana knew that Theodore had a reputation for being cold and heartless, but she also knew that this was just a facade, a carefully constructed mask that he wore to keep people at a distance. In reality, his heart was soft and vulnerable, more so than anyone else’s.

But one thing about him was true—he was indeed sharp-tongued. At the thought of this, she couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh, her dimples appearing as she smoothed his hair to the side. But as she touched his forehead, she felt a sudden surge of heat emanating from his skin.

Ariana mustered her courage and placed her palm on Theodore’s forehead once again. She was taken aback by the heat radiating from his skin.

“Theodore, wake up!” she exclaimed, her voice laced with anxiety. “You look like you have a fever or something. I’m taking you to the hospital right now!” She fumbled for her phone, eager to call an ambulance.

However, Theodore’s grip on her wrist tightened, preventing her from dialing. His eyes were puffy and his voice was hoarse when he spoke. “No, | won't go to the hospital.”Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Ariana was taken aback by his refusal. She couldn’t understand why he was so stubborn. “Why not? You can’t just stay here like this, Theodore. You'll only make it worse.”

As she tried to call an ambulance again, Theodore snatched her phone away from her.

“I'm not going to the hospital,” he insisted, his voice barely above a whisper. “I just need some rest.”

Ariana had no choice but to bargain with him. “Fine, you don’t have to go to the hospital. Just let go of me and I'll get you some antipyretics.”

Ariana could see the doubt in Theodore’s eyes as he scrutinized her, questioning the authenticity of her words.

She bit her lip, searching for the right words to assure him. “I'll be back soon. You can trust me.”

Ariana’s voice was gentle and soothing as she spoke to Theodore. She leaned in closer to him and looked into his eyes, trying to convey her sincerity.

Thankfully, Theodore was not as strong as he used to be, and he released Ariana’s wrist without resistance. With a look of uncertainty, he watched her leave the room with his dark eyes, only closing them once her figure had disappeared completely.

Ariana hurriedly searched for Horace’s number in the telephone directory and dialed it from the landline. She explained the situation to him in detail.

Upon hearing that Theodore refused to go to the hospital, Horace let out a heavy sigh. “Mrs. Anderson, there’s no need to persuade him. He hates hospitals with a passion. He had no choice but to be hospitalized when he met with the previous car accidents. But for an illness like a fever, he will opt not to go.”