Boyfriend says I’m too much—Someone else’s turn Chapter 16

Boyfriend says I’m too much—Someone else’s turn Chapter 16

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Tota like a stain.

Asher Owen, I’m really grateful.*

Je missing an arm or a leg right now.”

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aved me doesn’t mean I owe you my life, or that I’ll marry youyou, brathat we’ll start over. None of that.”

oububle your medical bills. I’ll hire you a caregiver if you need me to loo look after you, I can try my best.”

you recover and leave the hospital, we’re done.”

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n suddendyreartachtout into the empty air, grasping blindly–like he was trying

in my chest tightenee painfully, like he had grabbed hold of my heart instead.

Three voare later the returns as a ton surgeon and pianist with a powerful…

I couldn’t bear to leave him alone there

At first, I thought that with his personality. I’d be able to tolerate

But now… I didn’t even know if “well–behaved was the right word to de

He ate whatever I brought him. He cooperated with every treatment

I heard the eye medication was extremely painful, but he never made a sound

The nurses said otherwise–he only stayed silent when I was in the room

All he asked for was that I stay with him.

And honestly, I couldn’t refuse that request.

His eyes wer

no

me. If he wanted me there, doing nothing but keeping him company I to
anything anymore.

ne fell asleep, so I left briefly to wash an apple outside.

out, I ran into his attending physician.

ou Asher Owen’s girlfriend?” the doctor asked

hese past few days, thanks to Asher, my German

“No,” I shook my head.

ved enough that I could commu

*…Please don’t argue with the patien

Lionally unstable, and tears are not good for wound healing

Tears?

I froze for a second

‘I’m not h

life.”

n worse, I’ll leave.”

pital room, Asher was sitting up in bed.

with gauze, but he was awake.

ard everything

mianist with a powerful.

So I stopped pretending

“You heard what we said just now, didn’t you?*

If you keep this up. I won’t be able to stay with you.”

1 need you to recover your eyesight soon so we can cut things off cleanly.”

There was a long silence.

Then his throat moved slightly.

In a voice so light it felt like it could be crushed by the wind, he said, “I won’t cry anymore.”

‘Don’t leave.”

I paused, looking at him.

‘Asher… back then, when you ignored me-

But I still couldn’t stay.

M

I turned around and walked out of the room.

“I used to cry like this in secret too.”