Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 664

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"His hand really moved. I'm sure of it," Yvonne explained.

"I see." The doctor nodded, seemingly believing her. "If his hand moved, it means he's aware of his surroundings. You should talk to him more, or touch him. It might help him wake up sooner."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Doctor," Yvonne said, lowering her head, a little disappointed.

Emma's health was poor, so Frank was almost always by her side.

Bennett didn't need much worrying over, with guards and medical staff attending to him.

However, Yvonne stayed in the room constantly. Simon, ever considerate, stood guard outside without disturbing them.

With Yvonne there, she took care of everything—giving him water, feeding him, and washing him—without needing the nursing staff.

Yvonne stood by the bed, wiping Bennett's face and hands with a warm towel while talking to him.

"Is the towel too hot?"

Naturally, Bennett didn't answer.

Yvonne sighed and continued, "You're tough-skinned. You probably don't mind the heat."

"Is this okay? Does it feel uncomfortable? If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes."

"You said you'd propose to me when you got back from your mission. I guess you can't trust a word men say," she rambled on, wiping his fingertips. Suddenly, she noticed his fingers twitch again.

"Bennett, can you hear me? Do you want to argue? Then wake up and prove me wrong."

Still, Bennett's eyes remained closed, and he gave no response.

Yvonne sighed again. She placed the towel back in the basin, took it to the private bathroom in the room, poured out the water, wrung out the towel, and hung it up.