The Divorcee Amazed the World

In the hospital,

After daybreak,

Helena finally escaped danger and was transferred from the operating room to the ward.

She continued to receive medication through intravenous injection to suppress contractions.

Due to the effects of the medication, Helena’s heart rate was rapid, and her breathing was more urgent than usual, making it difficult for her to catch her breath.

Afraid that Willis would worry, she endured it, lying down with a calm expression as much as possible.

She would have to stay in the hospital continuously receiving anti-contraction medication to sustain the pregnancy.

She couldn’t be discharged until all the check-up results were satisfactory.

However, the major danger had finally passed.

Both of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially Willis.

The child was saved.

His Helena was saved.

Helena felt hungry and wanted to drink eight-treasure congee.

Willis immediately sent someone to buy it.

When the congee arrived,

He tasted it first to ensure that no one had tampered with it before picking up a spoon to feed Helena.

“I can do it myself,” Helena said, propping herself up and reaching out to take the bowl.

She had never been a pampered person; she was accustomed to hard work since childhood.

Unaccustomed to being fed all the time by Willis.

Willis pushed away her hand, scooped some congee, and fed it to her, saying gently, “For those two years, you accompanied me, taking care of me while I went around the world for leg treatments. It was all about taking care of me. Now it’s my turn to take care of you. It’s a matter of reciprocity.”

Helena smiled.

Images of those two years flashed through her mind.

He was quite the young master back then.

He had a big and stubborn temper, was arrogant, and excessively dramatic.

If he felt unwell and didn’t want to eat, only she could feed him. No one else could. The same went for bathing; only she could wash him. Other male nurses or servants were not allowed.

He was quite difficult to deal with.

Now that his leg was better, his temper had improved a lot. He didn’t seem as fussy as before.

Compared to that time, he seemed like a completely different person.

After feeding Helena a bowl of congee,

Willis brought water for her to rinse her mouth.

Catching a glimpse of the faint bluish-black under his eyes, Helena said, “You should eat something too. After eating, lie down and rest for a while, don’t go to the company. You’ve stayed up all night; if you continue, you’ll wear yourself out.”

Willis held her hand and said gently, “It’s okay, I’m not sleepy. You go ahead and sleep; I’ll watch over you while you sleep.”

Helena looked at him with teary eyes. “When I fall asleep, you should sleep too.”

“Okay.”

Helena hadn’t slept much the previous night, and her body was weak. She couldn’t hold on any longer and fell asleep.

After finishing the IV drip,

Willis called a nurse to gently remove the needle for her.

He didn’t go to sleep either; he quietly sat by her side.

Looking at her pale and haggard face, the lingering pain in his heart remained.

It felt like his heart was still suspended in midair, unable to find peace.

Casually pinching a strand of her hair, he slowly rubbed it between his fingers, occasionally bringing it to his nostrils for a sniff.

Smelling the fragrance of her hair, his heart eased a lot.

Helena hadn’t slept for long before she began to dream again.

With closed eyes, she frowned and called out in pain, “Child, my child…”

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