Filed To Story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
“Who else but me?” she replied, gazing at him. The man’s gaze locked onto her before he stood up, intending to leave. She quickly asked, “Where are you going? You just had surgery; don’t wander around.”
“I can’t drag you into this,” the man uttered. lightly, his eyes fixed on leaving the room. Willow felt an inexplicable determination to make him obediently listen to the doctor and not strain his wound. She suddenly reached out, pushing his shoulder, and pressed herself against him, effectively putting him back onto the bed.
The man’s eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at her with a complex expression. “No running around. Since I saved you, you must listen to me,” she stated. Her intentions were purely rooted in seeking his well-being.
The man gave up resisting and lay still as he replayed the plan for tonight’s mission in his mind. If it weren’t for this woman disturbing me at the most critical moment, I would’ve been able to eliminate the organization’s traitor and complete the mission smoothly.
Although the person he was supposed to kill had jumped into the sea, it did not guarantee his death.
“What’s your name?” asked Willow. The man ostensibly did not want to tell her and simply replied, “Last name, Wyatt.”
“Fine, Mr. Wyatt. If you’re unwilling to share, then keep it to yourself. Once tonight is over, we’ll revert to being strangers, and I won’t disclose my name either,” she declared. “I don’t wish to know,” the man said curtly.
Willow pursed her lips. She had never encountered someone so indifferent, as if he did not belong to this world. “Alright, then! I’ll take care of you for now. Once you’ve recovered, we’ll have no debts between us. Okay?”
The man closed his eyes to rest. Soon after, Ethan arrived with Josephine. Upon hearing about the shooting incident on the ship involving Willow, he hurried over to check on her.
“Willow, are you okay?” Josephine quickly held and examined her.
“I’m fine. He saved me,” Willow said as she pointed to the man on the bed.
“That’s good.” Ethan sighed in relief as well. He then looked at the injured man on the bed, his gaze carrying a touch of seriousness. It was a connection shared by two strong individuals as a gaze exchanged between them.
Ethan could tell at a glance that the injured man on the bed was no ordinary person. He turned to Willow and said, “I’ll assign someone to protect and care for him. Willow, it’s late now. Go back to your room and rest.”
She considered briefly and replied, “I’ll stay with him until morning. He saved my life, so I can’t just leave him alone.”
Ethan and Josephine exchanged a glance and decided not to push her. She said, “I’ll have Ethan increase the number of security personnel here. You also need to take care of your safety.”
“Don’t worry! I’ll take care of myself,” Willow said, feeling touched by their concern. It was a heartwarming and joyful feeling to be cared for by others.
After they left, Willow sat back by the bedside. She had nothing else to do but watch the man. His face had a three-dimensional and profound beauty, like a work of art. The man disliked being scrutinized like that. He furrowed his brows and glanced at her. “What are you looking at?”
She smiled and said openly, “I’m just looking at you!”
“What’s there to look at?” The man averted his gaze. “Why did you point the gun at someone earlier? Did he commit a serious crime?” She leaned in and asked softly, her voice barely audible.
The man ignored her question, prompting her to bite her lip awkwardly. This man seems difficult to get along with.
The bodyguards outside occasionally peeked in to check on them. Willow was too tired; it was already 2.30AM, and she had been through a scare. She drifted off into a doze, and her body swayed a little. Her cute little face looked innocent and childlike.
While she succumbed to fatigue, the man on the bed remained fully awake, observing her as she oscillated between moments of slumber and restlessness.
Eventually, she ended up lying on the edge of his bed, her face inadvertently making contact with him. In contrast, his towering and muscular frame, with impeccably sculpted chest muscles, gave him an imposing presence akin to a double-door refrigerator. As she leaned over, a portion of her face was unintentionally pressed against his arm.
The soft touch of her delicate cheek made the man tense up, his brow furrowing, but he did not withdraw his arm. As the bodyguard entered the room, he saw Willow sleeping in such a position and felt a mix of concern and reluctance to disturb her.
After a brief slumber, she sensed a numbing sensation in her arm, causing her to wake up. When she opened her eyes, she discovered that she had been sleeping precariously close to the edge of the bed. A tinge of embarrassment washed over her as she realized that her arm had been pressed against the man’s arm during her sleep.
Her cheeks involuntarily grew warm, but at that moment, the man was also asleep and unaware of it.
Just then, Willow noticed that his face had an unusual redness. She reached out to touch his forehead and was startled to find it burning hot. Oh, my goodness! He’s running a fever, and it is a high one.
She hurried to the door and told the bodyguards, “Quickly call a doctor! The patient has a high fever.”
The doctor immediately came over and started administering IV fluids. The nurse said, “Miss, his body temperature is too high. We need to use physical cooling methods, although he’s receiving fluids. Can you help wipe down your boyfriend’s body?”
Willow blinked and asked, “Uh? Wipe his body? “Yes, it will help reduce his temperature quickly. His condition isn’t optimistic at the moment. Even though he has a good physical condition, he just underwent surgery.”
“Alright. I’ll bring a basin of warm water here for you. We appreciate your help since it’s inconvenient for us to do it ourselves.” After speaking, the nurse glanced at the injured person. If Willow were not here, she would be happy to help!
Once the nurse left, Willow felt embarrassed and uttered, “But I’m not his girlfriend.” Soon, the nurse returned with a basin of water and a clean towel. “Miss, please quickly wipe his body down and put the cool towel on his forehead.”
After the nurse left, Willow had to wring the towel dry and gently apply it to the man’s forehead. Then, she soaked the warmed towel in water, wrung it out, and started wiping the man’s neck. She noticed his slender and toned neck, resembling a piece of art. It was her first time caring for someone besides her family in such an intimate way. She gulped a few times since this made her nervous.
Just then, the feverish man woke up while Willow was bent down, wiping his chest. Their eyes met each other..
“Oh!” She quickly stood up and explained, “You have a high fever, so the nurse asked me to help with the physical cooling. I’m not taking advantage of you!”
The man’s eyes were slightly bloodshot as he nodded in acknowledgment. At that moment, the nurse entered the room carrying a tray of medicine. She took out a few packets and placed them on the nearby table, saying, “Miss. Presgrave, these are the medicines for your boyfriend. Remember to feed them to him.”
Her face instantly turned red as she felt regretful for not explaining this to the nurse earlier. Now, being directly pointed out by her was indeed embarrassing.
At that moment, Willow also felt the man’s gaze on her. Once the nurse left, she hurriedly explained to the man on the bed, ‘Please don’t misunderstand. The nurse misunderstood us. Here! Take your medicine!” After saying that, she got the medicine and handed it to the man with a glass of water.
He sat up and took the medicine and water swiftly. Then, she asked, “Are you still feeling ill?”
“No.” He lay back down, the high fever giving his face a rosy flush under the light. Ironically, he did not appear as cold-hearted as before.
She placed a damped towel on his forehead and observed his condition.
“I’m Jasper Wyatt,” the man said suddenly. She could not help but smile. “Since you’re willing to tell me your name, I’ll tell you mine too. I’m Willow Presgrave.”
The man glanced at her but remained silent. It was noon, and the man’s fever had subsided, though his temperature was still a little high. Nevertheless, his condition had improved significantly.
The doctor came for rounds and found that his wound was healing well, so the doctor suggested he remain there for two more days. Once the doctor left, Jasper sat up and said, “I have to leave.” “But the doctor said-”
“I can take care of myself.” With that, he held his chest and pushed the door open. When he glanced at the bodyguards, he spoke in a deep voice, “Take good care of Miss Presgrave. Please make sure she leaves the ship safely.”
Willow returned to her hotel room, and her assistant, Lexie, walked in and asked, “Miss, should we disembark at the next port?”
“Yes! Let’s disembark. We need to discuss a cultural relic protection law,” she replied.
During dinner, she could not help but worry about Jasper’s injury. She decided to call Ethan to inquire about his room number. However, he informed her that there was no such person registered.
She was bewildered by the news. How could there be no record of Jasper? Soon, she realized this man must have boarded the ship using a fake identity.
However, she could not possibly look for him on such a massive cruise. In other words, they would never see each other again in this lifetime. I’ll wish him good luck, then..
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