Free Web NovelChapter 1127: Chapter 587: Extra Story: Burning Love 3_2
"If I can’t fully have you before the surgery, the unforeseeable results afterward might make me regret for life."
"But you..."
"I just want to stay in this bed with you all the time..." He lowered his head and kissed her.
"Mmm..." She couldn’t speak any further.
Passion was ignited once again. Through his actions, he proved that, at this moment, he cherished her just as much as she cherished him.
Over the years, waking up in his arms was a rare opportunity.
At this moment, opening her eyes in his embrace, she felt so calm, so comfortable.
The whole night, she kept waking up just to ensure he was by her side, making sure her head was resting on his shoulder, pressed tightly against him, listening to the rhythm of his breath...
Afraid of waking him, she dared not move too much, only gently turned to look at his handsome face in slumber.
The stern lines on his face relaxed, giving him a boyish charm at the moment...
Satisfied, she kissed him gently, nestled against him, and fell into a deep sleep once more...
Awake again, a smile was still on Alice Robinson’s lips, but as soon as she realized Chester Robinson was not beside her, she jolted upright in bed and frantically searched for him.
Thankfully, she found him by the room’s floor-to-ceiling window.
She sighed in relief, got out of bed, put on a silk nightgown, and quietly approached him.
He was holding a glass of red wine.
She knew he had this habit, usually standing in front of the window drinking red wine when he was deep in thought.
He seemed so engrossed that he didn’t notice the noise behind him...
She suddenly hugged him from behind, making his body slightly jolt.
With her eyes closed, her face pressed against his back, she hoarsely spoke, "Why didn’t you wake me?"
He put down the wine, turned around.
She was smiling sweetly at him, "Good morning."
A faint smile appeared on his handsome face, "Good morning."
Unable to resist, she hugged him, leaning into his embrace, "From now on, you’re not allowed to get out of bed before me."
"Why?"
She tilted her head up, pouting, "Because I’m afraid when I open my eyes, I won’t see you."
He ruffled her hair, "Silly... I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I didn’t wake you."
She mumbled, "Anyway, from now on, you can’t get up before me."
"Okay."
Only then did she feel satisfied, tiptoeing to kiss him, and wrapped her arms around him, saying, "Didn’t the doctor tell you not to drink too much wine?"
"I know my limits."
She muttered, "Drinking in the morning is bad for the stomach... Do you have anything troubling you?"
"Yes."
"Can you tell me?"
He pulled her onto the sofa, holding her on his lap, his arms immediately wrapping her into a firm embrace, his chin gently resting on her slender shoulder, a hoarse whisper escaping, "I don’t know how much longer this can last."
"Why have you become so sentimental?"
"I wonder if the choice I made was right."
She turned her face, glaring at him, "You’re not allowed to change your mind... I told you, even if you push me away, I’ll do anything to stay by your side."
At that moment, he didn’t respond, just looked at her for a long time.
She held him, mumbling, "You can’t push me away, unless you can watch as I immerse myself in the seawater like that day."
He suddenly bit her shoulder...
She cried out in pain.
He spoke in a punishing tone, "Never do such dangerous things again."
She rubbed her shoulder in pain, "Who told you to push me away..."
He grew serious, "A person has only one life, never gamble with your life."
She spoke with sincerity, "Without you, living has no meaning."
He gazed at her, wanting to say something, but his throat felt clogged.
She calmly uttered, "Don’t ever think of making me leave you again... Because no matter what means you use, I won’t leave you."
"You’re so foolish..."
"You’re the foolish one... only thinking about me, but never thinking about yourself."
"I can’t argue with you..."
He finally chose to compromise, pulling her into his embrace.
Resting against him, inhaling his pleasant male scent, she whispered, "I’ll accompany you to see Director Turner this afternoon. Let him devise the surgery plan; you can’t keep delaying..."
"Alright."
She kissed his face, mimicking his usual tone, "Good boy."
He patted her hip, "Hungry? Shall we go for breakfast?"
"Yes, I’ll go wash my face."
Humming a tune, Alice Robinson emerged from the bathroom to find Chester Robinson already dressed and waiting for her on the sofa.
She walked over, sitting down on his lap, "Sorry for keeping you waiting."
He smiled, looking at the cup of water beside him, "Take your medicine first."
Alice Robinson froze for a moment before noticing the white pill next to the water cup.
She instantly recognized the pill... it was a morning-after pill, familiar to her.
Rather than immediately reaching for the water, she lowered her head, whispering, "Are you afraid I’ll get pregnant?"
He embraced her, tenderly saying, "You know that’s not what I meant..."
She fiddled anxiously with his tie, "I don’t understand." She admitted she was sulking at him.
He gave her a kiss, gently reassuring, "You should know, given my physical condition, even I can’t be certain; I absolutely won’t let you risk having a child alone..."
She looked down, silent.
Patiently, he coaxed, "Don’t make me owe you more, okay?"
She found it hardest to resist his tenderness...
Though feeling a little disappointed inside, she wasn’t genuinely angry with him because she understood what he said.
In fact, she hadn’t planned on getting pregnant again...
No matter the outcome of his surgery, she wasn’t suitable for pregnancy, because if she had a child, she wouldn’t have more time to care for him in the future.
Slowly lifting her head, she gently bit her lip, whispering mosquito-like, "I took the pill last night when you went to shower."
