Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 183

Looking at her beautiful face that was peacefully sleeping, Sage suddenly felt a sense of mission that he had never experienced before. It was as if in his life, there was not only one more son, but also one more woman in his life.

He swore in his heart, Moira, I will definitely make you my woman.

As for the woman who was in a deep slumber, she had no idea where her dream had gone. She didn't even know that there was a man wholeheartedly guarding her from the side.

In the Garcia's Residence.

Melissa and her daughter were so angry that she almost died. Melissa was angry because Moira climbed up such a big tree like Sage, was she planning to steal the Garcia Family's property?

Molly, on the other hand, was filled with jealousy and envy, and an intense unreconciled feeling enveloped her. Moira had met Sage five years ago, how could she be so lucky?

And Morgan, who clearly knew that she had betrayed him five years ago, still foolishly protected her.

Right now, the two outstanding men in her eyes were surrounding Moira, how could she not be angry?

What was good about Moira? She was just a little bit prettier, and there were many women who were prettier than her, why would Sage like her?

Molly lied on the bed. She didn't sleep until midnight, and when she closed her eyes, she would have nightmares about Moira arrogantly standing in front of her, ridiculing her, ridiculing her, and stepping on her.

Moira was Molly's nightmare.

And if she wanted to be happy, she vowed to eradicate this demon.

Moira could not help but wake up from her thirst. She opened her heavy eyelids, and the dim light shone into her eyes. She immediately turned to look at her side as she looked at the decorations of the hospital.

Sage immediately raised his head and looked towards Moira. Seeing the woman who had opened her eyes, he softly asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Moira said hoarsely, "I want to drink some water."

Sage quickly got up, went to the side of the water dispenser and poured a cup of water for her to drink.

Moira sat up with much difficulty. A large palm immediately supported her somewhat weak back, and just as Moira was about to receive the cup, Sage once again placed the cup into his mouth. He tried to warm it up before finally handing the cup over to her.

In Moira's dizzy state, she was suddenly moved. She took the water cup and drank, after drinking, she sat on the bed. She did not want to sleep anymore, if she slept again, her head would be spinning even more.

"What time is it?" Moira asked.

"Four in the morning." Sage answered, he reached out and touched her forehead, "The fever has subsided, but the doctor said that you had a sudden high fever this time, and suggested that you stay in the hospital for a day to observe."

Moira never thought that she would experience so much in a single night. At this moment, she was truly exhausted.

"I should be fine by now. I'll be discharged tomorrow morning!" Moira did not want to stay in the hospital either, this was what every patient thought.

Sage could only agree, "Okay, if you still don't get hot at 8 in the morning, we will go home."

Although the light was not bright, Moira saw his eyes were bloodshot. Even though it was still crystal clear, it was hard to hide the exhaustion in his body.

Moira's heart clenched in pain, and she said somewhat guiltily, "Why don't you go back and rest! I can wait until tomorrow morning. I'll get my dad to come over."

Sage snorted, "Do you think I can go back and sleep?"

Moira might as well pretend to be asleep! Afterwards, the slightly messy blanket on her body was tidied up by the man, covering her shoulders. Moira didn't move an inch as she felt the man's considerate care.

Suddenly, she felt that her red lips had been quickly branded by his warm lips.

Her mind exploded. Sage had actually kissed her secretly.

However, this man only gave her a kiss before continuing his previous position, burying his head in her neck and continuing his sleep.

In next to no time, Moira felt that his breathing had become even, and she gently opened her eyes with shock in them.

She glanced at the man out of the corner of her eye, but didn't dare move, for fear of disturbing him.

Moira waited until around half past five. She was also sleepy and unknowingly fell asleep.

Sage woke up at seven in the morning. He held the thermometer by his side and read her temperature. It was a low fever of 37 degrees and there were no traces of a high fever anymore.

After a while, Moira also woke up. When she saw the man sitting beside her, she quietly blushed.

The doctor came to inspect the room. After confirming that Moira did not have a fever, she opened the discharge certificate. At half past eight, Sage left with Moira.

Sage wanted to bring her to eat breakfast, but Moira had no appetite. She wanted to go home and boil some porridge for herself, so Sage had to send her home.

Moira got off the car, and Sage called his aunt and told her assistant to go to the hotel to get the evening gown, it was definitely a precious evening gown that could not be lost.