He Watched Me Shine Without Him novel Chapter 75

Rose stood frozen in place, her thoughts in turmoil. She had assumed that Vivian and Ethan’s breakup meant their relationship had completely fallen apart—yet clearly, they were still sleeping together. So all along, it had just been a lovers’ spat?

The doctor turned to her and said, “The patient’s emotionally unstable. Go keep her company.”

Rose nodded and walked toward the hospital room.

Vivian was getting an IV drip, and with nutrients flowing back into her system, her energy returned. That cursed vanity of hers reared its head again.

“Sorry you had to see that, Rose,” she said breezily. “Ethan and I are just one of those bickering couples. We’ve been like that from day one—small fights every three days, big fights every week. You and Houston ever fight?”

Rose shook her head. “We’re not very good with words. We don’t argue.”

Vivian blinked in surprise. A sharp pang of bitterness rose in her chest, but she forced a smile. “That’s not a good thing, Rose. Arguments help couples grow closer. If you don’t fight, it won’t last.”

Rose’s expression darkened. “That’s not true. Houston and I promised each other we’d stay together for life.”

Vivian clenched her teeth, seething with jealousy.

If Houston were just an ordinary man, his love for an elegant, well-educated woman like Rose would be understandable. But he was Houston—the dream man of nine hundred million girls. Not even someone like Rose was worthy of him. So how could he shower someone so plain with that kind of devotion?

“How did you and Houston meet?” Vivian asked, fishing for gossip.

But a chill flashed through Rose’s eyes. She remembered all too well how she had once naively shared every detail of her relationship with Ethan—only for Vivian to use it to win him over in the end.

She wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice.

As Rose mulled over how to politely shut the conversation down, Houston showed up at the hospital, worried because Rose hadn’t come home after work.

A nurse from the psych department informed him, “Dr. Rose is at the emergency center.”

His face turned ghostly pale. Without another word, he bolted down the hallway.

“Rose!”

He burst into the room like a gust of wind—only to find Rose safe and sound beside the bed, while Vivian lay pale-faced under the covers. Houston let out a deep breath of relief.

Rose and Vivian both turned their heads, stunned to see him.

“Houston? What are you doing here?” Rose walked up to him.

He pulled her into his arms, hugging her so tightly it made her a little breathless. His chest rose and fell rapidly; he was still shaken. “Rose… thank God it wasn’t you.”

Looking up, Rose saw his handsome forehead damp with sweat and his eyes filled with concern. He must have thought she was the one who had collapsed.

She quickly reassured him, “I’m fine. Vivian fainted, and I brought her in for emergency treatment.”

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