After Griffon fed the water, he asked her softly, “Do you want more?” Taya shook her head lightly, just in time to see burn marks on his knuckles. She raised her eyes to look at him. “Your hand…” Griffon curled his fingers slightly to avoid her sight before reaching for a clean towel with his other hand to wipe her lips. He didn’t answer her, so Taya decided against asking more questions. Then she looked around the ward. “How long have I been in a coma?” Griffon replied after applying some water to her lips. ” More than half a month.” She thought it would be a few days at most, but little had she expected it to be more than two weeks.
What she saw when she opened her eyes was Griffon, where were Harper and Silas? She wanted to ask Griffon, but seeing him gently holding the side of her face, helping her change a new pillow, fetching toiletries, cleaning her cheeks, mouth, and exposed skin, he did it all naturally, as if he was the one who had taken care of her when she had been unconscious. Taya felt a little uncomfortable. Her slender and slightly curled eyelashes were lowered as she stared at the ground in a daze. After Griffon helped her tidy up before looking at her silently for a few seconds, getting up and entering the bathroom in the ward. Taya’s gaze looked in the direction he had left to see him. pa*sing by the closet and taking a suit from it. Only then did she realize that the closet was full of his clothes, along with a pile of toiletries. Griffon was a wolf who would always make sure his belongings were clean, so he would usually not allow his clothes to be left in such a place. Right then, he broke his own rules by storing so many sets of clothes in the ward. As the thought crossed his mind, Taya frowned slightly. Just as her thoughts were in a mess, Griffon walked out of the bathroom. The black expensive suit, worn on him, set off his tall and straight figure, with a cool and noble demeanor. He combed his thick hair meticulously, and his well defined face was without a trace of stubble.
His flawless features were well defined as usual as indifference reappeared in his once fatigued hawky eyes. When Griffon came out of the bathroom, he immediately saw the man outside the ward. The man seemed to have been around for a long time, but with his presence, he had never stepped into the warm. Griffon’ heart felt clutched before he walked up to Taya calmly. He raised his fingers to stroke her hair, showing his reluctance to part. “Taya, everything you owed me, including Si las’s, has been paid off. Both of you should stop thinking about paying me back.” “Also, I’ll hire the best plastic surgeon in the world to help you in repairing the skin on your back. You’ll never be disfigured.” With all that, he slowly traced his fingers along her hair to her face, his infinite attachment melting away at his fingertips. “Taya, I’ll leave Mr. Johnson and Ms. Duke to take care of your from now on…” He had promised that when she woke up, he would never disturb her again. Even if he was reluctant to do so, he would let her go. He stared at her tiny face, and after a few last glances, released her fingers and turned to leave. Taya’s eyelashes trembled slightly. Staring at her from behind, her red lips parted to say, “You…” Griffon stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her, his cold eyes glowing with hope.
Taya put her fingers together little by little, as if to say something but failed to get a single word out of her mouth when she finally chose to remain silent. Seeing that she said not a single word, the light in Griffon’ eyes dimmed as bitterness spread across his lips. “Taya, take care of yourself.” After muttering ‘goodbye’ in his heart, he forced himself to turn around and stride out of the ward. Taya faced the window, unable to turn her head, but well aware that things were completely over between them. From then on, Griffon and Taya would neither owe nor meet each other… Griffon opened the closed door of the ward and walked away after a glance at Silas sitting in a wheelchair. Silas couldn’t hear what they were saying in the ward. When he saw Griffon leaving, he hadn’t overthought, a*suming that an emergency might have come up. After he glanced at Taya who was lying on the hospital bed from a distance, he pushed the wheelchair into the ward… Taya had her head tilted, staring out of the window in a daze. It was only until a figure entered her sight that she returned to herself. “Silas…” Seeing that it was him, Taya forced the corners of her lips slightly to a raise. “You’re here…” Silas gave a slight nod. At the sight of layers of gauze wrapped around her back, shades of color faded from his face. “Taya, it hurts, doesn’t it…” Taya wanted to smile and reply that it didn’t hurt, but with a slight movement, the heart-piercing pain struck her, causing cold sweat to flow out from the pain. Silas stretched out, wanting to touch her shoulder, but seemed to have thought of something when his hands froze in mid-air, not daring to touch her again.
With his gentle gaze on Taya, he persuaded her. “Don’t move around, you might hurt the wound…” Taya blinked her eyes as a form of response “Okay…” With that, she scanned Silas from head to toe. Seeing that he seemed to be much thinner than on the day of the wedding, she couldn’t help feeling deeply sorry. Her lips parted as she softly apologized, “Silas, I’m sorry that at the wedding…” Halfway through her words, Silas cut her off, “Taya, you don’t have to apologize to me. I can understand whatever you do.” Hearing so, guilt swarmed in Taya’s heart. She was at a loss of what to say, looking at her pale face. Silas, seemingly unbothered, told her, “Taya, I’m here to give you a gift!” Taya shifted his gaze to her, with puzzlement in her clear eyes. What?” He took out a divorce certificate, handed it to Taya, and went on to apologize, “Taya, I went to the Marriage Registry to apply for our mating certificate without your consent, and now I’m doing the same for a unmate certificate, again, without your consent. I’m sorry.” Taya looked at the unmate certificate, stared blankly for a moment before looking at him, confused. “Silas, didn’t we agree to start over? A relieved smile slowly appeared in Silas’s eyes which was full of reluctance. “There’s no way to start over between us.” Taya felt briefly suffocated before she questioned him with a frown, “Is it because I helped him block the sulfuric acid, that’s why you…” Silas shook his head lightly, saying in a soft tone, “It’s because I know that no matter how long I wait, you won’t fall in love with me again.” Taya opened her lips to deny, “How would you know if we haven’t tried it yet?” Silas curled the corner of his mouth, and instead of answering her words, he picked up the water gla*s next to her and asked, “Taya, are you thirsty? Taya wanted to say that she wasn’t thirsty, but before she could reply, she heard Silas say, “I’ll feed you.” After raising his head to drink a mouthful of water, he suddenly lowered himself down. When her lips were about to touch her red lips, Taya’s eyelashes twitched.
Although she didn’t dodge, Silas noticed all the subfle expressions on her face. He stared into her eyes, where his pale face was reflected, but there was no place for him ever again. He swallowed the water in his mouth, slowly sat up straight, and looked at Taya as he put on a bitter smile. “Taya, you didn’t resist him feeding you water that way, because you still love him…” Taya’s face turned pale when she heard the sentence. She tried to explain, but she was powerless to refute. It was true that she had indeed not resisted Griffon’ touch, but as for Silas, she subconsciously tried to dodge…