Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife - Chapter 515

Chapter 515:

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The infusion dragged on interminably, and Katherine, anxious that Shawn might feel discomfort from sitting for so long, sought out a room for him to rest in.

At six in the evening, Katherine, who had succumbed to slumber on the sofa, stirred awake.

Shawn was engrossed in checking his phone, looking significantly improved.

“Are you hungry? Should I get something to eat?”

Shawn, empathizing with Katherine’s incessant bustling, remarked, “I’m not hungry.”

“Oh, I’m hungry. I’ll go grab something to eat.” Shawn was rendered utterly speechless.

Katherine crossed the street to indulge in a pizza, returning with one specially for Shawn.

When Katherine reentered the hospital room, she beheld Lily seated by Shawn’s bedside, thoughtfully bringing him food and arranging a small table while assisting him in propping himself up.

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“Lily, you don’t have to…”

“Shawn, you don’t have to be so formal with me. I was utterly alarmed when you informed me. Mila is truly over the top! I’ve already reprimanded her, and her brother certainly won’t let her get away with it easily!”

Shawn remained silent but understood that Lily meant no harm. A thud resonated from outside, heralding the unmistakable sound of a substantial object being unceremoniously discarded into a trash can.

Through the transparent pane of the hospital room door, Shawn caught a fleeting glimpse of Katherine as she traversed the corridor. It was but a momentary profile, leaving him unable to discern the nuances of her expression.

However, she did not enter, clearly having caught sight of him in the company of Lily.

“Shawn?”

Shawn remained silent, resolutely yanking out the IV and casting aside the covers with determined haste.

“Shawn! Where are you going?”

Shawn bolted out of the room, only to be confronted by a discarded pizza. Without a moment’s hesitation, he surged forward, hastening in the direction where Katherine had retreated.

Katherine stood in the elevator, a profound sense of confusion enveloping her as she grappled with the inexplicable emotions of distress swirling within her.

After all, she was the one who introduced Lily to Shawn.

As the elevator doors gradually creaked shut, a gnarled hand, intricately veined, unexpectedly intruded into the narrowing gap, halting their descent.

The ponderous doors swung open once more, and Shawn, breathless and resolute, seized Katherine by the hand, pulling her out without the slightest hesitation.

“Why are you leaving?” he asked.

Katherine averted her gaze from Shawn, yet as her eyes fell upon his bruised hand, the icy veneer surrounding her began to melt ever so slightly.

“Given that you are savoring some solitary time with her, what reason do I have to intrude upon your moment?”

The more Katherine pondered the situation, the more her anger intensified. She had devoted an entire day to Shawn, bustling about on errands, and what had he done in return? In the time she had gone out to eat, he had Lily in the room.

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