Chapter 1725 A Good Wife
However, Emma did not pay much attention to me as she went on to check on John. She let out a sigh of relief after confirming he was still alive.
“You should have told me yesterday.” She kept her voice down as she did not want to wake John.
I was not sure if she was blaming me. I lowered my head guiltily. “I’m sorry…”
“I’m his wife.” Emma stared at John, who was in bed. Her gaze had a trace of affection, even though her face looked calm. “If he knows I came so late, he will nag me.”
Emma had always been a strong and independent woman in my eyes. However, at that moment, she looked utterly gentle and vulnerable.
I could somehow comprehend how the two of them got along well. Emma was like a safe harbor to John in his unstable life.
She did not blame me or even complain to me as she knew John would not treat me as such. Her gesture wiped my initial worries off.
I displayed a bitter smile as I thought I underestimated her heart. After all, she was someone who helped John to search for me for over six years. I thought I should have trusted her more.
“You can go back now. I’ll stay here with him,” Emma uttered. “You must be tired.”
As she mentioned, a sense of fatigue began rising within me. I figured I should give them some private time after all. With that, I shared a few reminders with her and left.
It was already bright outside. As the car went past the accident scene, I could still vaguely see the tire scratches on the road. John’s bloodstains had been cleaned up, but I could still smell the blood in the air.
After getting home, I took a hot bath and intended to get a good sleep. However, as soon as I closed my eyes, the scene of John getting beaten up appeared clearly in my mind.
I failed to sleep after struggling for hours. In the end, I decided to get out of bed to prepare some food for Emma and John. John was very picky in terms of food, as he particularly preferred the food I cooked to the delicacies from the restaurant.
It took me two hours to finish preparing the food. Before I departed, I checked my phone. Still, there was no reply from Joseph. I was unsure if he did not see my message or ignored it.
Neither one was good.
By the time I arrived at the hospital, the anesthetic effect had passed. John was teasing Emma. “I’m so lucky to have a wife like you. Thanks for serving me. I have no regrets in this life…”
As usual, Emma did not buy into his wise words. “It looks like your suffering is not enough.”
Thank God. He still can joke.
I took a deep breath and walked in with the thermal container in my hands. “It sounds like you don’t need me anymore since you’ve got your wife. That’s somehow heartbreaking. Do you know how much time I spent preparing your favorite dish?”
As I placed the food on the table, I sensed both John and Emma were staring at me. The atmosphere got awkward instantly as my fake smile froze.
I could no longer suppress my guilt as I lowered my head, not daring to look at John.
John was the one who broke the awkward silence. “Why are you keeping quiet? It’s not like I’m dead.”
“Ouch!”
As soon as he finished his sentence, Emma slapped his thigh fiercely. “What nonsense are you talking about?”
John furrowed his brows innocently. “Can you be gentler with me? I’m a patient, after all.”
Emma ignored him entirely as she picked up an apple and started peeling it.
John shrugged and turned to me. “Just let her be. She is jealous of us. What have you prepared for me? Let me see.”
