Remarry My Ex-wife: Love Heals A Broken Heart

Chapter 29: Why Are You Here Again 

Waves of dizziness came over Patricia.

A moment later, she fainted.

Noticing that there was no response from the woman under him, Zac finally pulled away.

It turned out that he really liked kissing her! After making sure that she was fine, he stood up and covered her with a quilt.

Then, he lowered his head to look at her lips again.

There was a flash of excitement in his eyes, but other than, he felt completely relaxed, as if he had just released a lot of pent-up emotions.

In fact, Patricia seemed to be a bad kisser.

She didn't even know how to cooperate! Zac shook his head and gave her an incisive comment in his heart.

However, he liked her lack of skill and experience.

If Patricia knew what Zac was thinking right now, there was no doubt that she would fly into arage.

This damn man had not only taken advantage of her, but he even had the cheek to call her a bad kisser after that!

"Patricia, although you are not a good woman, I will take care of you for one month since you were the mother of my child.You don't have to thank me.I just don't want to owe anyone,"

Zac said in a low voice.

For a few seconds, he observed Patricia as if to see if she would object.

But when there was no response, he relaxed.

One could argue that silence was consent.

Although he liked the fact that Patricia was a lot bolder now and even quarreled with him instead of being meek and silent like she had been in the past, he didn't want her to resist him all the time, either.

Sitting next to her, he suddenly remembered what the people in the hall of the in-patient department had said earlier that day.

He took out his phone and quickly typed something on the search engine.

When he saw the news article he was looking for, his face instantly darkened.

It seemed that someone had it out for Patricia! Zac turned his head to look at the woman lying on the bed, and a trace of pity flashed through his eyes.

Then, he quickly turned back to his phone and dialed his secretary's number.

After two rings, he heard the high- pitched trembling voice of his secretary greet him.

"Hello, Mr.Reynolds."

"Is this how you do your work? Didn't I tell you to deal with those news articles?"

Zac asked sternly.

His anger could be felt even over the phone.

"Mr.Reynolds, I did, but I don't know why"

The secretary was interrupted by Zac before she could finish her words.

"Erase these articles and find out who is behind this.Otherwise, don't bother coming to the company tomorrow morning!"

With that, Zac hung up the phone.

Needless to say, his secretary was flustered, and there were beads of sweat gathered on her forehead.

She was more surprised than anyone that the news articles had resurfaced, so she immediately began to investigate the matter.

After all, she had already handled everything.

Why had these articles come back again? It was obvious that whoever was behind this was trying to ruin Patricia's reputation, but what they didn't realize was that they were also ruining Zac's reputation in the process, and Zac would never allow such a thing to happen.

Therefore, Zac would always protect Patricia, even if they were divorced! Thinking of this, the secretary was sure that when the identity of the person behind these news articles was found, they would face a miserable end at Zac's hands.

The secretary was right about almost everything, but what she didn't know was that one little detail had changed.

It was true that even in the past, Zac would have never allowed Patricia's reputation to be ruined.

No matter what, he would have made sure that the articles were dealt with.

But this time, he wasn't just doing it for his own good.

His heart was affected, but he didn't even realize it.

All he knew was that hearing those words from those people at the hospital today had made him feel uncomfortable.

He could not allow such a thing to continue. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

When Patricia woke up again, it was already evening.

The lights in her ward had been turned on.

These lights were dimmer than the ones in other wards, filling the room with a warm light instead of dazzling her vision.

It was only Patricia heard her stomach rumble that she realized that she hadn't eaten anything for the whole day.

She wanted to go out and buy some food for herself, but she was too weak to even get out of bed, let alone go out.

It seemed that losing the baby, coupled with her excessive bleeding today, had really taken a toll on her body.

Now, there was nothing she could do but to wait until a nurse came.

Although she didn't have her bag or purse with her, she still remembered her account number by heart.

She could pay the hospital bill with the account number.

While she was thinking about all these things, the door of the ward swung open.

Hearing the sound, she immediately turned to the door, but when she saw the person standing there, her face paled in disgust.

"Why are you here again?"

After saying those cold words, Patricia closed her eyes.

It was clear that she had no interest in talking to him anymore.

However, Zac had expected such an attitude from Patricia, so he didn't mind it.

He quickly walked to the table and sat down in front of it.

Then, he took out a lunchbox, opened it, and poured some soup into a bowl.

After that, with the bowl of soup in his left hand and a spoon in his right hand, he walked over to the bed.

"I've brought you chicken soup.Have some! Otherwise, you will be weak all the time."

Zac set down the bowl of chicken soup on the bedside table before wheeling a medical table over to the bed.

Then, ignoring Patricia's reaction, he went straight to the foot of the bed and turned the crank to lift the head of the bed up, so that she could sit up without any discomfort.

Once the bed reached a proper height, Zac returned to Patricia's side and put the bowl of chicken soup on the medical table.

He fetched a damp towel, wiped Patricia's hands with it, and then sat down on a chair next to her.

"If you want to continue fighting with me, or if you don't want me to appear in front of you anymore, you should eat this.

Once you've recovered, I won't appear in front of you even if you want to see me! Although his words were annoying, his actions were extremely gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

Without moving, Patricia allowed Zac to wipe her hands.

She felt the slight friction from his fingers.

This feeling was what she had always longed for.

But the way he was behaving now was ironic! Was he repenting? Was he caring for her to make up for the hurt that he had caused her? Well, it was impossible.

She would never forgive him! After wiping Patricia's hands, Zac went over to the washbasin and washed the towel.

Then, he came back to her and helped her wipe her face.

He wiped her face tenderly, as if she was a porcelain doll that would break into pieces if he touched her with a little more strength.

He stared intently at her face as he wiped it carefully, bit by bit.

He found that although she wasn't wearing makeup, her skin was fair and flawless, like a baby's.

She had naturally arched eyebrows, and her beautiful eyes were closed slightly, making her look inviting.

Her thick long eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, leaving a row of shadows under the arc of her eyes.

Under that irresistible pair of eyes was a delicate nose.

Her rosy lips were still slightly upturned, and a little red and swollen because of what Zac had done earlier.

Looking at her lips, Zac found himself in a good mood all of a sudden.

He even wanted to whistle, but he was afraid that his childish behavior would frighten the woman in front of him.