Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 322
“But he has a high fever! There will be a problem if he doesn’t seek medical attention,” Ariana protested, her anxiety growing with
each passing moment. She knew that Theodore had not fully recovered from his last injury, and any additional health
complications would only make matters worse.
Horace’s voice was laced with helplessness. “For now, we’ll have to call in a personal doctor. Please give Mr. Anderson some
antipyretics, which you’ll find in the third drawer of the left shelf in the study. If his fever persists after an hour, do let me know
immediately. I’ll arrange for a private doctor to come over.” ©
“Okay, I see.”
After she hung up, Ariana quickly retrieved the medicine from the study. She returned to Theodore’s room and stood by his
bedside, watching his chest rise and fall with each breath. She couldn’t help but feel a pang of worry as she noticed the beads of
sweat forming on his forehead. ©
As she placed the box of medicine on the nightstand, she called out to Theodore, hoping to rouse him from his slumber.
“Theodore, wake up. It’s time to take some medicine and get better.”
As she took out a pill and prepared to feed it to him, she noticed Theodore’s body tense up, as if he was bracing himself for
something. She tried her best to coax him into taking the medicine, but he remained stubborn and vigilant, even in his sleep.
Ariana’s frustration mounted as she struggled to get him to swallow the medicine.
The water was the biggest hurdle, and no matter how much she tried, Theodore couldn’t seem to drink it down. She felt helpless
and anxious, fearing for his health.

Finally, a wave of determination washed over Ariana. She couldn’t stand to see Theodore suffer any longer. Taking a deep
breath, she leaned in close and pressed her lips to his, hoping the water she had sipped would transfer to his mouth. ©
Ariana gently fed Theodore the water and slightly rubbed his throat. She felt relieved when he swallowed it.
As she tried to get up, she suddenly felt a pair of strong hands wrap around her waist, pulling her closer.
Ariana said angrily, thinking that he had woken up, “Let go of me, Theodore. I need to get a towel to clean your face.”
He didn’t respond. His hot and heavy breath fell on her neck.
Confused, she turned her head to look at Theodore, only to find that he was still in a deep slumber.
Ariana tried to extricate herself, but the grip was too strong.
At this moment, she heard Theodore murmuring, “Don’t go. Don’t leave me.”
As Ariana heard Theodore’s faint whisper, her heart fluttered with hope. For a moment, she allowed herself to bask in the
possibility that he didn’t want her to leave him.
But her optimism was short-lived as he uttered the word, “Mom.”
Ariana’s chest tightened as her feelings were mixed. Part of her wished that Theodore had meant her and not his mother. It
turned out that the fever had muddled his mind, and he thought she was his mother.
The next second, Ariana exhaled heavily, grateful for the realization that she could eventually leave without much burden.
Though it was a bittersweet realization, she knew it was for the best.

As she gazed at the frown on Theodore’s sleeping face, Ariana couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness for him. She knew that
he had lost his mother at a young age and the pain of that loss seemed to linger on even now. Ariana didn’t have the heart to ask
for more details about it.
She had come to understand that Theodore was a fragile man, much like a child in need of comfort and reassurance. She
recalled the time he had requested her to sing a lullaby to soothe him to sleep. He must have missed his mother a lot.