Chapter 624
‘Don’t hate me!’ ‘Nolan!”
A voice dragged him from this muddy subconscious back to reality. He slowly saw the person in front of him. It wasn’t the Zee that was filled with hatred, but the Zee who loved him and was worried about him.
Maisie put her hands on his cold face and leaned on him. “Are you alright, Nolan? You’re scaring me.”
Nolan pulled her into his arms. His fingers that held her shoulders tightened, feeling her warmth, the warmth that really existed, and the coldness in his heart slowly faded away
Quincy drove to the Goldmann mansion while Nolan lay on Maisie’s shoulder all the way.
Maisie turned to look at the man leaning on her.
Quincy had told her that he seemed to have been startled after the psychologist gave him some psychological suggestions.
Something that his subconscious mind rejected, avoided, something about the incident…
Was he rejecting the part about their child?
Maisie had talked about it in Stoslo, but she didn’t notice anything from Nolan’s expression other than the shock. Was he just hiding it from her? Could he really be able to accept it if she told him now, under his current condition?
After the session, Nolan had a fever. Maisie gave him some medication and sat by his bed, wiping the sweat aff his face with a hot towel.
He didn’t sleep well and kept muttering her name.
Maisie held onto his burning hand and comforted him, “I’m here, it’s alright, go back to sleep.”
Maybe because he heard her voice, his breathing slowed. The two children pushed the door open in their jammies. “Mommy, is Daddy sick again?”
Colton said, “Daddy is so weak now.”
The doll was nowhere as nice as his wife.
Maisie was startled but immediately pretended to be angry. “Nolan, you shouldn’t be moving around when you’re sick.”
“You’ve got me wrong.” He hugged her tight. His temperature was high from the fever, so Maisie felt like she was melting when he hugged her, but she didn’t move around. She ran her finger over his eyebrows, What did I get wrong about you?”
His breath was burning when he slightly opened his eyes and said in a sad tone, “I just wanted to hug you, but you think I’m trying to do something.”
Maybe because he was sick, he suddenly started’ behaving’.
Maisie couldn’t help but smile while she pressed her cheek on his heaving chest. “Sleep Nolan, I’ll be here
with you.”
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