Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Before Ariana could think about it any further, Melon suddenly asked, “Mommy, do you like Adele?”
Ariana was caught off guard by the question, and an image of Adele’s adorable little face flashed through her mind. The thought
tugged a smile on her lips as she nodded, “Of course, I like her.”
Her gentle tone carried a hint of wistfulness as there was a pang of melancholy in Ariana’s heart at the memory of her own
daughter.
How wonderful would it be if she could have protected her daughter back then?
If her daughter were still alive, she would be as lovely as Adele, and she would play alongside her and Melon and share their
cheerful laughter.
Then, Melon piped up again, “Oh, by the way, Mommy. The man who helped me with my hurt just now was the same masked
man from last night.”
Ariana’s heart skipped a beat at this revelation, and it took her a few seconds to process it.
What?! Holden had attended the auction last night, too? And she danced with him without knowing?! The mysterious masked
man from last night turned out to be Holden, of all people?!
This completely blindsided Ariana and her heart wanted to deny it.
“No way. Really? Are you sure?” Ariana’s wide eyes gazed at Melon in astonishment. A part of her hoped he was mistaken.
“Absolutely.” Melon sat up straight and crossed his arms over his chest in a rather mature manner. He looked quite sure of
himself and muttered, “The masked man looked a lot like Daddy.”

Ariana was taken aback for a moment when she realized that this wasn’t the first time she heard her son say this. Moreover,
Melon had seen pictures of Theodore before and, despite his young age, was good at recognizing people.
A feeling of dubiousness came over her as her mind desperately scrambled to find a mental image of what Holden looked like.
But then it dawned on her that she had never seen him in person. Did they really look so alike?
However, Melon was unperturbed and raised his chin to look at Ariana with a nonchalant smile, adding, “But I know it’s not
Daddy. Many people share a resemblance, but my Daddy is a great hero who’s not like anyone else. He’ll be back soon.”
Melon went quiet, a happy grin on his face as he stared at the road ahead.
He suddenly pointed at an upcoming traffic light and urged, “Mommy, it’s a red light! Step on the brakes!”
Ariana snapped out of her daze, pressing her foot on the brakes quickly and bringing the car to a halt.
She let out a short breath. Getting lost in her thoughts like this while she was driving was dangerous.
She shook her head as if she were shaking all of her thoughts and forced herself to stay vigilant and focus on driving.
When they arrived home that night, she put Melon to sleep and then went to bed. But she found herself tossing and turning,
unable to fall asleep.