Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

“Take it off,” he said flatly.
A single glance confirmed the undeniable truth. This dress was never meant for Sadie. It must have been created for someone
else, someone with a significantly different body shape.
But who was it? His mind wandered back to the vague figure that haunted his thoughts, although he couldn’t quite place a face
to the memory.
Sadie had mentioned that they had been engaged long ago. Then why would he have requested a dress so ill-suited to her?
Even the length was totally incorrect.
While Sadie went to change, Holden reviewed the package details again.
The contact information was a virtual phone number, but there was a delivery location provided.
He tapped the address and instructed Shawn, “Go there. Find out who sent this.”
Ariana had been released from the hospital, having undergone simple treatment for her minor injuries from the accident.
Mitchel, coincidentally nearby at the same hospital, rushed to pick her up upon hearing the news.
When Mitchel entered the hospital room, his gaze immediately fixated on the clumsily wrapped bandage around Ariana‘s
forehead.
“That bandage looks rather rough,” he observed in a straightforward manner.
Suppressing a chuckle, Ariana retorted, “Is your perfectionism acting up again?”

“That’s right,” Mitchel nodded with candor and requested fresh bandages from a nurse. With gloves from his bag, he declared,
“Allow me to redo your bandage properly.”
“No need, it works fine,” Ariana protested, pointing at her head.
Mitchel glanced at her bandage indifferently, remarking in a flat tone, “But its sloppiness offends my senses.”
Unable to craft a rebuttal, Ariana conceded and remained still as Mitchel carefully removed her bandage.
After examining the wound and confirming no stitches were necessary, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Later, when little Melon opened the door and saw the bandage on Ariana’s head, he froze in alarm, tears welling up in his bright
eyes. His tiny lips quivered, and tears cascaded down his rosy cheeks.
“Mommy’s okay,” Ariana quickly reassured, picking him up.
Sniffling, Melon blew gentle air on her injury.
“Mommy, let me kiss your pain away.”
“Mm-hmm, Melon’s soothing breath makes Mommy feel much better,” she reassured, cradling him until his tears subsided.
Ariana had hoped the commotion surrounding her accident would quickly fade after the production team publicly addressed what
had occurred.
However, as she scrolled through her phoni that night, a startling headline emerged: “Hidden Rules in Showbiz.”