Chapter 496:

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Suddenly, breaking the silence, Micah’s concern for her surfaced. “Have you had dinner? What time is it? Are you hungry?”

Despite being the injured patient, his attention shifted to her wellbeing.

Darya shook her head. “I’m fine. Are you hungry?”

She had bought some fruits and now held an apple in her hand, offering it to him.

Micah’s eyes locked onto the apple, and he nodded, though he wasn’t hungry.

Darya began peeling the apple for him, her actions tender and deliberate.

Micah watched her with unwavering attention, cherishing this rare moment of tranquility they shared.

If he could have more moments like this, he realized he would gladly take on any challenge, even if it meant risking his life for her every day.

As the thought crossed his mind, Micah couldn’t help but recognize the intensity of his feelings, acknowledging just how deeply he had fallen in love with Darya.

Darya carefully sliced the apple into small pieces, arranging them on a plate.

She glanced at Micah, his face contorted with pain, and her heart went out to him.

“Here, let me help,” she said, offering the plate of apple slices.

Micah attempted to reach out for the plate, but a sharp twinge shot through his injured hand, causing him to grimace.

“Ouch,” he muttered, his brows furrowing.

Concern etched Darya’s features as she observed his discomfort.

“Does it hurt?” she asked, her voice filled with empathy.

Micah nodded, a pained expression on his face. “Could you…”

Micah’s voice trailed off, leaving the sentence unfinished.

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The pleading look in his eyes spoke volumes, and Darya understood what he needed.

She picked up a fruit knife and the plate, deftly dividing the apple into smaller, more manageable pieces.

With a fork in hand, she speared a slice and held it up to Micah’s lips.

“Thanks,” Micah said gratefully, a hint of joy shimmering in his eyes, though he tried to maintain his composure.

Darya couldn’t help but let her guard down for a moment.

“Just eat,” she said with a hint of a smile.

Under normal circumstances, she would never have imagined herself feeding him. After all, he had hurt his shoulder because of her.

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