The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1400

But she had no idea that behind that closed door, Gian hadn't taken a single step.

He leaned back against the cold corridor wall, rubbing his exhausted temples. An unlit cigarette rested between his fingers.

The hospital had strict non-smoking policies, and more importantly, he refused to let the smell of smoke seep into her room.

He stood there like a stone statue, his gaze locked onto her door.

Nurses and doctors hurried past, their hushed conversations blending into the background noise, but Gian didn't blink.

His entire universe was reduced to that door and the woman resting safely behind it.

Knowing she was okay made the grueling wait entirely worth it.

Pulling out his phone, he texted his assistant to handle all corporate matters for the day and ordered him not to call.

Then, he texted Danielle Crawford, letting her know Kirsten was awake and safe.

Slipping his phone on silent, he returned it to his pocket and resumed his vigil against the wall.

He stood there from dawn until dusk.

The fluorescent lights flickered on in the hallway as night fell.

A nurse pushed a food cart out of Kirsten’s room and noticed him still standing there. "Mr. Atwood, have you been out here this whole time?"

"Ms. Delaney is awake and her vitals are stable. If you’re tired, you can go inside and sit, or head to the waiting lounge."

Gian shook his head, his voice raspy. "No, I’m fine right here. I don't want to intrude."

"If she needs anything, please let me know immediately."

Moved by his unwavering devotion, the nurse smiled softly and walked away.

His eyes were heavy and completely bloodshot.

The same nurse rolled the breakfast cart down the hall and stopped in shock. "Mr. Atwood, did you seriously stay out here all night again?"

Gian nodded, his voice a gravelly whisper. "Is she awake?"

"Yes, she just freshened up. She seems to be in good spirits."

The nurse replied, pushing the door open to deliver the meal.

Gian stood frozen in the hallway, listening to the faint rustling sounds from inside. He desperately wanted to walk in, but the fear of pushing her further away kept him anchored to the floor.

What if his presence was just a burden to her?

The nurse slipped back out. Seeing the billionaire CEO looking so incredibly lost, she couldn't help but offer a gentle push. "Mr. Atwood, she really does care about you. She just refuses to say it out loud."