The aroma of coffee spread fragrantly, awakening every sense of the sleeping soul. A thick fog blanketed the surroundings, and Man Ky drifted in an empty dream. Someone's hand had just brushed across his face. This scent...
Man Ky pursed his lips, his hands clutching the blanket tightly. That hazy, watery form was the back of... Jim?
No, I don't want to! Please, I don't want to!
"No!" Man Ky sat up abruptly, his eyes landing on Ngan Thu's face and... Jim Tran was also beside her!
"Man Ky? What's wrong?" Ngan Thu patted his cheek, and it took a few seconds for Man Ky to fully wake up. He looked around and realized he was in a hospital.
Man Ky hugged his wife tightly, letting out a relieved sigh. Finally, she had appeared, and not alone with Jim. It would be a nightmare if this happened again. Man Ky chuckled softly, ignoring Ngan Thu's embarrassed look at her cousin.
"What are you doing?" She struggled to push his hand away, but Man Ky kept smiling. Having Ngan Thu by his side like this was pure happiness. Ah, but there was still that cousin. Why was Jim here too?
"Are you still in pain?" Jim asked, his expression somewhat uneasy. Man Ky suppressed his joy and was about to remove the IV drip when Ngan Thu stopped him.
"Don't even think about escaping the hospital!"
"Huh..." Man Ky was flustered; it wasn't easy for him to lie still. Jim had probably told her everything; if she asked his mother-in-law to come and take care of him, he would be doomed!
Since he was suffering anyway, he might as well obediently listen to her. Man Ky stealthily tried to remove the medical device from his finger but immediately received a terrifying glare from his wife. He froze!
"You should go home and rest! I can take care of Man Ky!" she said to Jim, a hint of hesitation flashing across the young man's face. Jim took his jacket, glanced at Man Ky, and then cheerfully left. A sudden worry filled Ngan Thu's heart. A woman's strange intuition, she immediately questioned her husband.
"Does Jim often come to see you?" She was really anxious, her rosy lips smelling of cherries. He just wanted to kiss her.
"Come on..."
Ngan Thu leaned closer, her slightly wide-necked shirt revealing the curve of her round chest underneath. Man Ky smiled mischievously and suddenly pulled his wife into an embrace.
"Let go!" Her voice was annoyed, but Man Ky didn't care. He played with her curly hair; it was soft, silky, and smelled faintly fragrant.
It had been too long since he had been close to his wife; Man Ky tried to savor this moment. Of course, he was still in pain and injured. Not ideal by any normal standard, he whispered softly, "I'm sorry..." Sincere words of love welled up from the depths of his eyes, from a place he had almost forgotten. A slight stinging sensation in the bridge of his nose, Ngan Thu avoided her husband's loving gaze. She let him hold her for a long time, satisfying his longing. The bright smile of the early morning was like pure sunlight; the love given was a long dream.
"Don't be angry with me anymore, okay?" Man Ky gently stroked her long, glossy hair, and Ngan Thu accepted that tender look. She bit her lip lightly. Man Ky looked so gentle, completely different from his usual coldness.
He slowly sat up, his hands lightly touching his wife's small shoulders. Her silence made both their hearts weary. Was sincerity the salvation for this situation? His eyes were filled with sweet infatuation; he saw his own face in those deep pupils. The faint scent of cherries on her lips, he gradually slid his hand behind her neck. Ngan Thu couldn't resist that passionate kiss. Her heart pounded rapidly, completely relaxing when his nose gently brushed against her flushed cheeks.
She opened her eyes, and he still hadn't moved his loving gaze. Man Ky gently took her hand and placed it on his chest. A sweet yet painful affection. Lilac vines grew outside the window. They bloomed so beautifully. The breeze swayed the petals, carrying them far away. Ngan Thu felt a sense of longing and emotion. She remembered the first day he took her out. The initial dream, she loved someone with all her heart and remembered him dearly.
"I don't know! But... I saw it with my own eyes! How do you explain this?"
Man Ky's face showed confusion, and he looked intently at his wife. Ngan Thu took out her phone and played a video for him.
"What is this?" Man Ky almost jumped up, his face flushed red. It was unbelievable.
"Ngan Thu! Who sent you this video?"
"I don't know..." She turned her face away again, and he stared blankly at the phone.
So, all this time, she had been angry with him because of this!
"I'm sorry, I will definitely give you an answer!" Man Ky pulled out the IV needle, grabbed his jacket, and left immediately. Ngan Thu could only follow after him; she couldn't stop him.
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Eight in the morning, the assistant ran back and forth making phone calls. The reporters, for some reason, kept clinging on and wouldn't leave. Security was heavily mobilized, and the company's main hall was quite noisy.
"Please answer the phone! Oh my little lord!" The assistant muttered miserably, he was about to go crazy. Just then, a familiar figure appeared, but not only the assistant but also a group of reporters rushed over to surround that man with the romantic destiny.
"General Director! Is it true that you and Ms. Mi Lac have a secret relationship?"
"Are you planning to divorce your wife?"
"Are you planning to two-time her?"
A barrage of questions was thrown at Man Ky as soon as he stepped into the company. He composed himself for a moment. The assistant had squeezed through the crowd to protect him.
"Excuse me, I have no obligation to answer those questions. Please leave!" Man Ky turned to go, but the crowd was determined to cling on. Thanks to the strong security force, he safely returned to his office. Ngan Thu watched her husband through the car window, her eyes filled with sadness. Lilac petals fell with the wind, and fragments of old memories suddenly flooded back, filled with longing.