The nurse hesitated, contemplating whether to say something, but ultimately decided against it. She felt a tinge of fear. It would bring relief if Theodore could handle it competently, but lingering concerns remained. After all, Theodore was not a professional, and she would be the one held accountable if anything went wrong.

Ignoring the nurse's questioning gaze, Theodore proceeded with gentle movements, following the nurse's process of administering medication and bandaging the wounds. Skillfully, he wrapped Ariana's injuries.

Observing Theodore's adeptness, the nurse felt at ease and realized there was no need to linger any longer. She turned to leave the ward.

Taking his time, Theodore meticulously bandaged Ariana's wounds, treating each step as if he were crafting a work of art. He relished the moment, his gaze shifting to Ariana, peacefully slumbering and relaxed. A sense of contentment enveloped him.

He couldn't help but muse, wishing she could maintain such obedience when she was awake.

His thoughts ran free on his mind. If she could stay by his side, truly listen to him, she wouldn't have faced the danger she encountered today. His fingertips delicately brushed over her ankle. There was a flicker of madness and obsession in his eyes.

If he could confine her to a place known only to him, a sanctuary where no one could encroach, then every part of her, every facet of her being, would belong to him alone.

The moment the crazy idea flashed through Theodore's mind, Ariana's words from their previous heated argument sprang to his mind. His heart shrank, causing him to banish the thought swiftly.

Theodore's grip tightened subtly, his lips forming a firm line, his expression betraying unusual bewilderment.

A deep-seated gut feeling told him that he couldn't act on that impulse. If he did, he would indeed lose her forever.

Theodore pushed aside his thoughts and proceeded to tend to her wound, applying the medicine carefully.

“Theodore...”

The soft whisper from Ariana caused his hand to falter as he applied the medicine.

He stood up, drawing closer to the woman lying on the bed, who in her dream, clenched her teeth and spat out, "Bastard."

Hearing her unconscious reprimand, Theodore found himself strangely in a good mood. He couldn't help laughing in a low voice and continued to bandage her wound.

Ariana's eyes fluttered open in a haze on the second day.

When she regained consciousness, the scent of disinfectant filled the air in the hospital room. She gingerly shifted her stiff neck and glanced to the side, finding Judy by her side.

Confusion flickered in Ariana's mind.

Hadn't Theodore been the one to bring her here? Why was Judy here? Had Theodore left after dropping her off?

The thought elicited a prickling sensation in her nose and a faint stab of disappointment in her heart.