My CEO Husband Cheated with His Fertile Assistant
Chapter 4
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying on a hospital bed, with an IV drip in my arm. The nurse at the door noticed I was awake and quickly came over to check on me. Weston rushed in right behind her, his face filled with worry.
“Nurse, my wife is usually in good health. What could have caused her to faint so suddenly?” he asked.
The nurse, busy with her notes, replied, "The patient's emotional stress led to gastric spasms. For now, let's finish the IV and see how it goes. I’d recommend a full examination."
I touched my abdomen gently and managed a faint smile. “Thank you, I understand.”
After the nurse left, Weston knelt beside the bed, guilt written all over his face. He gave himself a hard slap.
“I'm so sorry, honey. It's my fault, all my fault. I was a fool this morning, drunk and out of my mind. I nearly had a heart attack when you fainted.”
His actions attracted curious glances from those nearby, but he ignored them. He reached into an insulated bag, pulling out a few containers filled with my favorite foods, like spiced honey cake and pulled pork sandwiches. He even brought fresh clothes for me.
He used to take care of everything for me, ensuring I had a stress-free life. Having witnessed his former love, his betrayal now felt utterly unforgivable.
I looked at him calmly, without uttering a word.
“Your health is what matters most,” he began, “Later, I'll arrange for you to…”
His phone rang, cutting him off. As he pulled it from his pocket, I glimpsed the name, Veronica Walker. The next second, Weston stood up, body tense, and walked a few steps away, turning his back to me.
“Yeah, I get it. Don't worry, I'll be there soon,” he said, a small smile unintentionally forming at the corner of his mouth.
Once he ended the call, he returned with a slight furrow in his brow. Before he could speak, I interjected, “If there's something at the office, you should go. I’ll manage.”
He glanced at me, noting my calm demeanor and seeming indifference to the morning’s incident. He tucked the blanket around me and, before leaving, asked the nurse to keep a close eye on me.
He appeared courteous and caring, prompting praise from others in the room about what a great husband I had. I lowered my head, not responding, while inwardly scoffing.
After the IV drip finished, feeling relatively okay, I politely refused the nurse’s suggestion for a comprehensive checkup. She looked at me disapprovingly, insistently advising, “Ma'am, take some time to get checked. It's for your own and your family's benefit. Your husband also urged you to look after your health. Gastric spasms are not trivial; early detection and treatment are key if other issues are causing it.”
I gave a small smile and calmly replied, “Thank you for your concern, but I know the cause. Just yesterday, I underwent a procedure and haven’t fully recovered. I was emotional this morning because I found out my husband has been unfaithful for over a year.”
“You’re right, health is paramount. I won’t let myself fall apart over him anymore. I’ll come back for proper recovery when it's time.”
The nurse widened her eyes in shock, rooted to her spot, speechless.
Ignoring the surrounding stares, I headed home.
My phone showed numerous missed calls, all from Cody.
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